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letra de the party (extended version) - brendon tayler

[intro]
let it run
yeah

[hook]
shawty wanna f-ck me at the party
she took all my love just to scar me
old girls calling saying sorry
mama calling saying that she lost me

[verse]
n-ggas in the back getting faded
tayler on a stage, need a payment
shawty trippin’, better check her laces
i stuck to my wave now i’m wavy (wooh)
n-ggas talking sauce. i’m talking gravy
you already know. you know how i roll
i want all the smoke. i want all the smoke (all the smoke)
i was in my room. now i’m on the road
where’d i go? where’d i f-cken go?
i was all alone. i was on my own
i was in my zone. thought i lost control
but i was working hard, working on my soul

[hook]
[bridge]
b-tches in the back getting faded
n-ggas on the corner catching cases
everybody out here acting shady
if you ain’t wearing black then you’re racist

[verse 2]
try’na find myself in different places
people seem to change. i’m never changing
ain’t n0body left that couldn’t say sh-t
i was not the same. i guess i’m wasted
thoughts about the sh-t you n-ggas do
it’s the ones and twos
333 under my chest to lose
i don’t talk to boo’s
i don’t talk to baes who think they’re cool
guess i’m talking truth
people seem to change and switch the truth
what you think of me?
cigarettes in my pocket never smoking trees
i don’t think about my problems unless it’s easily done
and these people change when they want a one on one
pack a punch. i never see to shoot at the sun
so what was you thinking of me?

[hook]
(2nd part)

[hook]
i was just lost in the pain yeah
think of the truth, lost in a world fame
i was just lost in the pain yeah
think of the truth, lost in a world fame

[verse 1]
look i been lost in myself and i get it
thoughts of the pain, never change for no women
ain’t no one left that could tell me i’m different
run through the street just to run with my n-ggas
everyone thinks that i’m trippin’, f-ck
everyone thinks that i’m lost, sh-t
i talk to the demons, f-ck. they couldn’t tell me ‘bout god
what do you think of the truth?
and i guess that i’m lost in a world where the truth could be different
this sh-t that you n-ggas would do
always spit in the booth when you’re high with your crew
what do you know about me, sh-t
lost in the booth. ain’t no one left who could scream, f-ck
everyone thinks that i’ll lose

[hook]

- brendon tayler

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