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letra de toy soldier - caidan-v

[intro]
yo, it’s caidan back again
i’m done with these f-cking bullsh-t games

[hook]
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re gone, right off the label
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re done, right off the label

[verse 1]
i said, you said, you on my d-ck
i don’t get why you’re acting like a b-tch
i don’t get what, i ever did to you
you were my dude, even went against embis
i thought we won until you went and dissed this
you like to think you own the world, but you just a misfit
not hermey, yeah you heard me
i don’t get why you gotta be a d-ck
all your tracks suck, took them off just like this
i don’t get why you’re always hating this
even rich agrees you are such a p-ssy
-rеdacted-, you suck, think i’m playing this time
i’m really not, i don’t givе a f-ck, i’ll k!ll you in a line
but i’m not trying to aim you down, you were my boy
it would be a real shame, but i’m getting annoyed
i hope you feel defeat, underneath your feet
i don’t care if i’m offbeat and i’ll repeat that until the day i d i e
think i’m playin’, he heartbroken
he a b-tch, while i’m a pimp
i write sad songs just like you
but i produce the beats that i use
and who the f-ck are you
to tell me what to do
“might as well just scr-p the mixtape”
oh wait, guess what i did instead?
took you off the tape, you don’t belong
so with that being said, sing along
[hook]
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re gone, right off the label
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re done, right off the label

[verse 2]
f-ck what ya heard
f-ck what ya think
yeah, f-ck ya jerk
you need a shrink to talk about your f-cking problems
no need to pout because you cause them
chicka chicka chicka chicka
maybe i’ma little bit crazy
but i can write because i’m not lazy
you like to think you a jay-z
when really you just a baby
peel back the layers and reveal the scars
you wouldn’t have to if you had some bars
what am i sorry for? huh?
nothing you f-cking wh0re, oh
i’ma take this paper and light it up
it don’t matter, filling up a cup
full of your tears, from all the years
yo, hand me a beer, cheers
cause we just destroyed this f-cking queer
is it wrong or is that right, dear?
[hook]
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re gone, right off the label
i ain’t f-cking with you no mo’
you’re done, right off the label

[outro]
haha, yeah!
we’re done
peace!

- caidan v

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