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letra de questions - burga

[intro: burga]
yeah
say my name, burga
thank you, okay
hmm, questions
look

[chorus: burga]
please don’t tell me you love me (uh-uh)
’cause i’d rather you show me (that’s right)
you know words don’t mean sh-t to me, them just random emotions (for real)
keep my friends at a distance (right there), but, keep my enemies closer (right here)
n-ggas get in they feelings, it force they hand to do whole sh-t (question)

[post-chorus: burga]
who can i call if i ever get in some beef again (question)
who can i trust if i can’t trust the b-tch i’m sleepin’ with (so many questions)
who can i vent to without them talkin’ and leakin’ sh-t (yeah)
it ain’t real love if i can’t trust you with my secrets

[verse 1: burga]
i’d rather be by myself (solo), ’cause i don’t f-ck with too many (nah)
seen n-ggas switch on they partners, and they [?] with who winnin’ (for real)
can’t go to war with no money, so i been stackin’ blue benji’s (come on)
n-ggas say that want smoke, but can’t start no fire with 2 pennies
n-ggas beefin’ online but can’t earn no stripes off a insta
puttin’ they life on the line for a few likes on some pictures
let them n-ggas throw shade and don’t shed no light on that issue
i’ma hustler, i get money my street life is official
you did some whole sh-t, admitted it, i accept your apology (i accept it)
can’t get back at my comfort zone, it’s too late to be solid
got into some beef, but you crossed me, so please don’t step to me ’bout it
i don’t mention my moves, i step like make money, moves solid
ain’t gotta act like n0body, see i’m glad that i’m different (that’s right)
see, we was gave the same options, but n-ggas rather be b-tches
broke my belt it cost me three hundred just packing these pistols (haha)
osee died, it broke my heart, now i got a crack in the middle (f-ck)
[chorus: burga]
please don’t tell me you love me (uh-uh)
’cause i’d rather you show me (that’s right)
you know words don’t mean sh-t to me, them just random emotions (for real)
keep my friends at a distance (right there), but, keep my enemies closer (right here)
n-ggas get in they feelings, it force they hand to do whole sh-t (question)

[verse 2: baby soulja]
hold on
[?]
everybody gotta be watched, it’s a must [?]
[?] real that’s why i don’t dap and touch anybody
old money, ain’t good, you can’t cuff [?]
who do i call on if i ever get in beef again
my brother gone, yeah, i ain’t k!llin’ n-ggas we beefin’ with
but y’all was home, boy, when he was here y’all were just listened in
it took for me to get out on some creepin’ sh-t (f-ck, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck)
my dog stole from me, f-ck man (f-ck man)
they tellin’ me to let it slide but i’ma f-ck him up (f-ck him up)
for the one i thought was real, they was fake i don’t know what is what
i think if i go to jail my girl gon’ get my dog and she suck him up
when they fall, they gon’ call on me (on me)
i was on they side when they called on me but they weren’t for me
them n-ggas waitin’ for me, turn to let me hit a police car
i heard how my blood cut
[chorus: burga]
please don’t tell me you love me (uh-uh)
’cause i’d rather you show me (that’s right)
you know words don’t mean sh-t to me, them just random emotions (for real)
keep my friends at a distance (right there), but, keep my enemies closer (right here)
n-ggas get in they feelings, it force they hand to do whole sh-t (question)

- burga

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