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letra de trenchcoat trenches - camsovile

{chorus]

baby yo’ love isn’t perfect
stay in my bag and it’s burkin
wanting yo’ love but you be playing the surgeon
true love and i was so certain
baby we’re strangers again but issa new version
stay in my bag and it’s burkin
baby yo’ love isn’t perfect
wanting yo’ love but you be playing the surgeon
true love and i was so certain
baby we’re strangers again but issa new version baby yo’ love isn’t perfect
stay in my bag and it’s burkin
wanting yo’ love but you be playing the surgeon
true love and i was so certain
strangers again but issa new vеrsion

[verse]

member’ life from thе trenches no food in the kitchen
i needed the help but they didn’t listen
i turn to the streets started gripping extensions
got me check and the drip started dripping
no license but i started whipping
fell back in school and i started skipping
got me a pack then i started flipping
caught me opp , catching them slipping
member’ the old me i started missing
rapping till i start making a k!lling
new benz, new b-tch and million
that boy a meanace and still a civilian
cam with a glock that boy a villain
jack to evil he right on a mission
he spark a chopp just like ignition
he getting you wrapped just like egyptian
he a d-mn demon f-ck yo religion
having these lucid dreams with the visions
needing the help and n0body listens
fighting these demons they want me in prisons
[chorus]

[2nd verse]

you left me beggin with pills in my hand
i am your poison ain’t that what you said
i was crying and beggin for death
you plotting and you got what you planned
i’m stacking my weapons i’m stacking my bread
b-tch i’m to angry i’m seeing all red big 19 they call me threat
to d-mn unholy i said what i said they say that i’m dammed
choppa right with me im taking my stand momma i’m sorry i got blood on my hands
had me some brothers that left me for dead
had me some brothers that broke me some bread
you eat at my table i’m keeping you fed
talk on my brothers and watch how you step
7.62 in seeing all red 100 some shots and watch how they fled
had me shawty that slept in my bed
b-tch switched up and left me for dead
grip on body i’m cool like a fan
9 right on me i’m making him dance
52 bullets don’t take a chance
beam in his eyes he stuck in a trance
[chorus]

- camsovile

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