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letra de pillows - brodie fresh & conway the machine

[intro: brodie fresh]
we ain’t gon’ do too much talking, for real

[verse 1: brodie fresh]
really, i’m a stepper, long island repper
hunnid on my neck, go get your tester
b-tch, i’m really pressured (facts)
went and copped the tacan, like, f-ck the tesla, n-gga
and then dainty gloves or lethal weapon, n-gga
doot-doot-doot-doot-doot
i got lost up in that trap, n-gga
i ain’t nothing like you f-cking rap n-ggas
a certified facts-spitter (spittin’ facts)
hating from the side because i left n-ggas
a clap for a clap, whiff and i clap n-ggas, hat tricker
give a f-ck about your politics
i made it from that dirty, ain’t have a pot to p-ss in
now i’m taking shots at chrissen
now i’m switching foreigns ’cause i’m bored
and got the opps that’s switching
calling all my opps my b-tchеs
pay me, why my opps be b-tching?
they hatе it when you up, they laughing when you down (facts)
never let you stay around, for them i made plenty, just @ me (haha)
on a yacht in the camen islands
we move a box and then we play the islands
at least a couple days in silence
got to celebrate your losses, celebrate the lessons (facts)
used to wait ’til days weren’t stressed and now days precious
never told them “go and get it”, i went and got it with you
putting work for mine, that is not an issue, for real
[chorus: brodie fresh & conway the machine]
i been having nightmares so i sleep with a drac’ by my pillow
way above the clouds, how you like me now? (yeah)
rollie on my wrist, how you like me now?
bad foreign b-tch tryna wipe me down (haha)
it feel good when you got it from the bottom (from the bottom)
to my n-ggas, yeah, we good, man, i got ’em (yeah, yeah)
yeah, look, how you like me now? (uh)
brodie in this b-tch, how you like me now? (look)

[verse 2: conway the machine]
they p-ssy, i don’t even know why you spoke them n-ggas up
i turned him to a pack, rap would roll them n-ggas up
do surgery on a n-gga quick, open n-ggas up (huh?)
they was sleeping on my city, then i woke them n-ggas up, facts (i woke them n-ggas up, yeah)
yeah, i bet you now them n-ggas know we next (uh-huh)
looking back at my life, i don’t got no regrets (no regrets, n-gga)
i’m the big homie, the one you show respect (king)
lil’ bro got the pole and the sweat, saying “you know what’s next” (boom, boom, boom, boom)
uh, read between my lines, you can find the pain (yeah)
used to grind for diamond chains but it was time for change (yeah)
cover my ice with these designer frames (uh-huh)
fiends shooting heroin anyone on their body, they can sign a vein (hahaha)
i don’t know why n-ggas be tryna jump inside my lane
brodie walking down the door, if not, we still got nine and change (woo)
federales raid the spot but they ain’t find the ‘caine (talk to ’em)
violate the gang and you gon’ die a pain (brrrrrrrrr)
[chorus: brodie fresh]
i been having nightmares so i sleep with a drac’ by my pillow
way above the clouds, how you like me now? (yeah)
rollie on my wrist, how you like me now?
bad foreign b-tch tryna wipe me down (haha)
it feel good when you got it from the bottom (from the bottom)
to my n-ggas, yeah, we good, man, i got ’em (yeah, yeah)
yeah, look, how you like me now?
brodie in this b-tch, how you like me now?

- brodie fresh conway the machine

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