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letra de true religion - byron bank & dro frazier

whenever i’m alone with you
you make me feel like i am home again
whenever i ‘m alone with you
you make me feel like i am whole again
however thought a way, i will always love you
however long i stay, i will always love you
whatever words i say, i will always love you
i will always love you (talk to ’em)

it’s bank (hahaha)
now that the flames lit and the iron’s hot (hot)
bullsh-t is in the same spot (the same spot)
compet-tion like true religion
it’s an amen, when this heat drops
this a hard nut with no pull out (whoa)
beat knock like it’s fight club (fight club)
starter n-gga, i never been a sub
i’m the socket b-tch with a lot of plugs (whoa)
broke, see y’all thought i was
‘cause i move quietly and don’t say sh-t (shhhh)
it’s solidified when the money move and that’s concrete, pavement (pavement)
pardon me, but this a need to know (what)
so what you need to know, is what it’s hitting fo’ (yeah)
on the low low, i got mo’ flows (right)
when it’s off the top with no chemo, zeros (whoa)
this the hunger games and i’m hangry (hangry)
my fault, they can’t blame me
every now and then i can’t stand me (can’t stand me)
in my own lane to these riches n-gga (whoa)
but i been told they can’t f-ck with ya (don’t f-ck with ya)
e-z tag ‘cause i been it
i’ll never clown around with you f-ck n-ggas (whoa)
really though
same place you never see me in (yeah)
on purpose, no coincidence (yeah)
it’s a different trial with no witnesses
but the sacrifices, makes a lot of sense (bank b-tch)
i know you heard the name
hot girls offer it everyday
winning and losing is not the same
but i’m breakin’ bank so i can’t complain hoe (hahaha)

dro (ahem)
imma make a mess of this
crazy f-cking mexican
why am i so negligent
listen to your president (aah)
i can’t be inferior
’cause i k!ll all superiors
i touch all her interior
that is my criteria (oh yeah)
rappers all in my diet, advise you to never try it
i use to be super quiet, byron woke a sleeping giant (okay)
a beast and i gotta eat
you rappers is trick or treat
back back i need fifty feet
i’m grinding while y’all asleep
go get it, i get that paper
but i don’t need a favor
like lillard i’m a blazer
and you are just a hater (op, op)
i will always love you, you know that to be true
i don’t sip a lot of drank, but i jam a lot of screw (tap, tap)
whenever we alone
you make me feel at home
just roll another cone
’cause i’m trying to get stoned (stoned)
however far away
ya sabes que te amo
you f-ck with me and mine
ya sabes que te mato
dro

- byron bank dro frazier

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