letra de steve lacy freestyle (ruff) - brokesixteen
[intro]
sega
woah, woah, nah
nah, nah, nah, woah
[verse]
jalen green, take off on n-ggas like a rocket
i don’t f-ck with white n-ggas but i got dead ones in my pocket
i get, very active when i’m turnt, it’s hard to stop it
and all my songs is prophecies, so in the streets they call me prophet
i don’t own this beat, watch how i still flip it into profit
i had a treesh in new york that play with b-lls, that hoe be toppin’
choppa blowing dudes so much, i had to bring it out the closet
i had a hoe that’s into philosophy, for n-ggas, she’ll still pop it
turn your phone off, take your clothes off
been with plenty white girls that sniff their nose off
i’m in a trackhawk with a b-tch, she playing slow songs
she got me high, so we can f-ck, i’m finna doze off
turn your phone off, take your clothes off
these women say they can’t date me ‘cause i’m closed off
i told her “‘cause n0body raised me, i gotta cold heart”
i’m in the hood, like steve lacy with some chrome heart
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