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letra de reflections - brutus irv

[hook]
i never get no sleep, no
i never get no sleep, no
take me to the police station
take me to the police station
i’m barely on my feet hoe
i’m barely on my feet hoe
so f-ck you and your situation
f-ck you and your situation
i barely get no sleep, no
i barely get no sleep, no
so take me to the police station
police station
i’m barely on my feet hoe
i’m barely on my feet hoe
so f-ck you and your situation

[verse]
mane, aye, aye, living a lie
mane these n-ggas be living a live
shoutout to marley who keep it og
and he smoking og, just give him a fye
we just ghetto black kids
who eating off of mama’s wick
swear i ain’t never have sh-t
swear jizzle never had sh-t
so just p-ss me a bottle, habitual model named jessica
so i can tell my baby i ain’t cheating
man these n-ggas swear they eating
man these n-ggas can’t decease me
man, lately i’m stressed
i don’t even know what’s next
i want what’s under her dress
that gushy p-ssy be the best
you drinking my henny, i’m k!lling the rest
this ain’t no joke, i’m coming straight for your throat
n-gga get off of my throne
velle stay out of my way
n-gga one day you be great
but only if brutus stay cutting his face
this sh-t is crazy
i am the b-st-rd that everyone hated
velle is the favorite
swear i can’t take it
man that sh-t is foul, man this sh-t is flagrant

[verse]
brutus crossed caesar and brutus crossed brutus
who f-cking wit brutus?
brutus depression be getting the best of me
brutus, d-mn
since joshua died, i ain’t worried about sh-t
tina dead too, so f-ck all you b-tches
as a toddler, i was missing my daddy
man i swear that this sh-t is so saddening
sat-rday, i was calling you jimmy
couldn’t pick up, b-tches were riding you jimmy
wish you could fall right out the sky to me jimmy
how the f-ck you just up and lie to me jimmy?
i be wanting to call you
tell you josh be all in my dreams
nothing important i mean, suicide, pills, and liquor it seems
scared tay gon’ get wet up
and buried in dirt
man, this feeling sucks
n-gga i’m already drunk
tino, ob, roll up the blunt
tay, sh-t is too much
n-gga gon’ get me a deal
noah’s gon’ get n-ggas k!lled
if he just p-ssing out beats
carry hot iron, who’s tryna get creased?
n-gga
f-f-f-f-f-ck the police

[outro]
f-ck the police n-gga
d-mn
imma keep it og wit ya
d-mn
n-ggas came through my hood
they was holding on the f-cking burner, yeah
they was holding on the f-cking burner
f-cking burner
hit the n-gga two time, hit a n-gga wit the rewind
that’s that rico
better check the wrist game in the kitchen
twelve came knocking at the f-cking door
they was plotting on a young n-gga
they was plotting on a young n-gga
they ain’t know i was tryna get it
in these streets…

- brutus irv

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