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letra de cigarette break - cal scruby

[chorus]
everythin’ i write is like an essay (like an essay)
intro, body, and the outro segway
i don’t give a f-ck a’ what your ex say (what your ex say)
it’s two sides to the whole sh-t like a set tape
she don’t carry nothin’ but some dead weight (but some dead weight)
bring it to your door i can ship it to you next day
i can see through you like a x-ray (like a x-ray)
if you want smoke we can take a cigarette break

[verse 1]
you are not a shooter i ain’t jumpin’ at your head fake, b-tch
look at my belt, it’s a dead snake (snake)
i don’t save hoes, i don’t gotta red cape
make a bed break, leave her walkin’ like it’s leg day
renegade, this a m and j
never been afraid, let me demonstrate
i confront the problem, it went away
put one on your jaw like it’s mma
you would sign a deal for like 10k
and tell the internet that you gettin’ paid
layin’ low in the cut like a sensei
i feel like i’m mj in the 10th grade
how you got the gold playin’ jv?
i’ll go hit the road like it’s game three
book a show, hit a hundred c notes like who said “the boy can’t sing”, huh?
[chorus]
everythin’ i write is like an essay (like an essay)
intro, body, and the outro segway
i don’t give a f-ck a’ what your ex say (what your ex say)
it’s two sides to the whole sh-t like a set tape
she don’t carry nothin’ but some dead weight (but some dead weight)
bring it to your door i can ship it to you next day
i can see through you like a x-ray (like a x-ray)
if you want smoke we can take a cigarette break

[verse 2]
keep it cool like pies in the window
numbed out like ten toes off a benzo
i been dope, this is what i do to instrumentals
other rappers set the bar low, i don’t limbo, ooh
don’t talk to me we ain’t kin folk
you was tryna hit me for the info
see my brother ad got the sticks and the 6’4″
you thought i was talkin’ ’bout nintendo
acrobatic with the flip phone
i move fast with the tempo (hmm)
old boy ill like kim jong
shooter leave a hand up like jim jones (ballin’)
i gotta follow through, locked in doin’ what i gotta do
big bands like bonnaroo (big bands)
g show ’em how to go and get the alley-oop
[chorus]
everythin’ i write is like an essay (like an essay)
intro, body, and the outro segway
i don’t give a f-ck a’ what your ex say (what your ex say)
it’s two sides to the whole sh-t like a set tape
she don’t carry nothin’ but some dead weight (but some dead weight)
bring it to your door i can ship it to you next day
i can see through you like a x-ray (like a x-ray)
if you want smoke we can take a cigarette break

- cal scruby

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