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letra de ​red light - ​buff

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[intro]
ok, i’m here

[verse]
stopped at a red light i might just go anyway
fly through a dinner date, i’m not really interested in small talk
oh young coop, what a death he faced
guns in the bed he stayed, been feeling bad just like all cops
send me change, gimme what you can til’ my endin’ day
when i say “i don’t need that sh-t unless it’s top notch”
called off from work, i’m in a semi-daze
only ate too many lays, this friendly face needs a wash off
gotcha, you thought i would take care of me?
this body is a temple, yeah, ok f-ckin’ barely
depression it be scarin’ me
do not gеt the severity of it
i ain’t been sharin’ thеse feelings
’cause no one cared to be somethin’, but the opposition
often caught by coffin wishes
screamin’ at the sky about the cost of living, awesome thrilling
i’ve never been more excited
honest think you should try it
rippin’ out your f-ckin’ lungs til’ you get loss of feeling
stop the wheel of life before it gets worse
take your mental health and separate it from your net worth
by 2037 we’ll be living on a bare earth
so take that f-cking car and drive it straight through all this mess first
steppers, i need them
my feet hit the ground and my demons surround
i was feeling, but how
do i know where the tree stems from
um, dumb, dumb don’t really know
couldn’t tell you s-x was the reason i would keep you close
know the funds some run, run the tv show
is this where all my feeling goes?
project it all to the world
project it all to the girl
project it all to my friends
project it all til’ i hurl
dropped that sh-t ’cause it’s heavy
i never thought it would swirl
she blew some smoke up my ass
and now my hair is in curls
i’m tryna get rich quick like a pop-up scam
feel my body slowin’ down i gotta chop up ram
next step, i might have to head west
board up on the express i owe you an affogato fam
i’m f-cking drowning in my thoughts
inside my head, inside my room
i cannot find a f-cking reason to get up, just an excuse
for views to boost up my fragile ego
lookin’ up to people living their lives with the cheat codes
right, l2, down, r1, left, left, r1, l1, l2, l1
maybe i belong up in cell one
do not write in red ’cause everything i do is well done
my steel got a calm mind, do not test my beldum
i’m lying of course do not feel like a champion less i be rockin’ the brand
touchin’ the base with some homie’s to make sure we cool
yeah, i always bring plates where i stand
if i could go turn back the time
i would stay in the line and not ask ’em
“what’s wrong with my parents?”
beat just like every time that i talk
i get cut off it’s hard when you don’t get a chance

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