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letra de at the gates - buddybuddy

[verse 1]
f-ck a rap
i’ma air out my feelings now
backstage secrets hidden behind a loud sound
chop up truth like it’s culinary
didn’t wash yo’ knife, that ain’t sanitary
sayin’ i’m too joyed for this
b-tch that’s the ecstasy
guess i got an ex to see
kick dirt in my eyes but i guess i still see
b-tches fainted guess the blame got passed out
pull up with the boys in a new whip
could’ve been us on that trip
now my price is up
rapping on my homies sh-t
not on no club sh-t
not on no goodfellas sh-t
we ain’t at no casino, we inglorious basterds
guess i just flipped rapping standards backwards
’cause if normal the metaphors would be backwards
n-gga that’s a metaphor
taught all that some n-ggas know
they on eleanor rigby sh-t
i’m on my holy and i know all sh-t
got pregnant in a threesome, now i’m plеading billie jean
lets’ not arguе here i’m on my walk to fame
and i’m on the walk of fame
sn-tch my chain but guess who has it now?
[verse 2]
ok i restart the track from the top
wheels spinnin’ fast till an opp make it stop
goin’ off the rails and it’s goin’ up and down
high one second to a rollercoaster drop
n-ggas afford they food with some beef
get that gold platter wagyu and a side of grief
but that’s fine, i’ll deal with the fall out
sometimes i feel like the whole world wants a fall off
but deep down everyone knows it’s only the mirror
can’t k!ll me cause i’ll sneak back like we’re the millers
and the sk!lls only get better and better with time
thought i might hit and early prime
but i can’t first without a dime
it’s not about who did it first
it’s about who set the trend for thirst
fake deep n-ggas claim they woke ass n-ggas
last time i checked, you ain’t woke up to the truth
brought you with me on stage doin’ front flips
guess this is the last time i done this
cause while i’m workin’ on the weekend
n-ggas waitin’ on my release date
sh-t i guess it is what it is
this the part where i’m supposed to bridge

[verse 3]
yeah, if we on an island and you leave me on some conan sh-t
probably on some corny sh-t
that’ll be an enormous hit
probably finna split the bit
talkin’ ’bout you stole my b-tch, you know that ain’t my only b-tch
just got your new girls number
she ain’t no gold digger she just want a n-gga that’s rich
steal from a homie again might have to check yo’ mother
gotta get out of here before i get blown up
me? i’m good i don’t eat sh-t
this ain’t happy gilmore, i’ll get the grits
didn’t know what spotlight looked like till me
tell me how you see high off of my knees
tryna wait on my best to sell by date
jokes on you, you waited too late
yeah, these n-ggas love callin’ me deceased
but my fans like customer service better bring receipts
n-ggas tryna make a k!lling off my name
while they tryna k!ll my name
but we not the same till i’m six feet gone
and even then i’ll stick around like von
won’t let you eat off my plate till you find yourself hailed as a great
[hook]
till i’m at the gates
early, can’t even pr-nounce her-mees
came back, richy, birkins
she a freak, she like calling me daddy
she a-

[verse 4]
f-ck a rap
i’ma air out my feelings now
backstage secrets hidden behind a loud sound
chop up truth like it’s culinary
didn’t wash yo’ knife, that ain’t sanitary
sayin’ i’m too joyed for this
b-tch that’s the ecstasy
guess i got an ex to see
kick dirt in my eyes but i guess i still see
b-tches fainted guess the blame got passed out
pull up with the boys in a new whip
could’ve been us on that trip
now my price is up
rapping on my homies sh-t
not on no club sh-t
not on no goodfellas sh-t
we ain’t at no casino, we inglorious basterds
guess i just flipped rapping standards backwards
’cause if normal the metaphors would be backwards
n-gga that’s a metaphor
taught all that some n-ggas know
they on eleanor rigby sh-t
i’m on my holy and i know all sh-t
got pregnant in a threesome, now i’m pleading billie jean
lets’ not argue here i’m on my walk to fame
and i’m on the walk of fame
sn-tch my chain but guess who has it now?
[hook]
till i’m at the gates
early, can’t even pr-nounce her-mees
came back, richy, birkins
she a freak, she like calling me daddy
she a-

- buddybuddy

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