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letra de sahara - callisto coretta

[verse 1 : amiir]
time move so fast
like the earth ain’t spinnin 27 k meters a minute
time just ain’t feelin’ you need time to heal
if time pass i dont feel it
i in my dreams always just catch a fade
not a cut, i always pass away
pray to god i get past the past
but the present accentuates that sh-t will not pass
demons in my yard tresspasing
pray to god i get to that point where i feel happy
tbh insane, got no inspo, no motivation
my brains been gone since back in the day
when my dad was smokin them j’s filled with nicotine in em’
my dream was to be the man of the house when i turn 18
and i’m 16 still with a dream
not the same one but
just a teen with the nerve and the spirit
play the game but i fear it
obstacles appearin
circles, spheres, addictions got the best of me
don’t wanna disclose this sh-t publicly tho so get the f-ck off me like-

[bridge : amiir]
this life a desert
need to find water the pressure
got no answers no professor
i am the sinner confessor
still ain’t learnt a lesson
like, what’s up with me?
this life a desert
need to find water the pressure
got no answers no professor
i am the sinner confessor
still ain’t learnt a lesson
like, what’s up with me?

[verse 2 : aqua coretta]
and my brothers wise as f-ck but they ain’t got no pennies
if we keep going up we might be dead in our twenties
but for now we just chillin’ tryna k!ll our envy
clowns all over the place they be staying with me
i might go crazy like brittney
sell my soul and my kidney
sold my hope to another man
but i won’t do it again
find my hope in another land
find it all again (uh, uh)

[bridge : aqua coretta]
wise as f-ck- (d-mn)
(uh uh)
mic check
(sh-t)
my brothers wise as f-ck but they ain’t got no pennies
if we keep goin’ up we might be dead in our- (uh)

[verse 3 : aqua coretta]
my blood leaking from my nose
never know what the future holds
but my future holds a whole lot of gold
industry b-tches they just a whole lotta hoes
we stay under the radar
get payed, we swerve like nascar
my mind feels the same in reverse
like a racecar
like i just got a curse put on me
real friends we not phonies
hang around the block with my brodies
yeah we never lonely (uh)

- callisto coretta

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