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letra de tasteless - capital c

[verse one]
i know you n-gga been waiting
thank you for all of your patients
don’t like when i talk about god
but don’t give a f-ck when i act like i’m satan
look at this money i’m making
y’all must be mistaken
i got stake in anything i got my name in
no wonder why they wanna say it
n-gga know that we ain’t playing
time for the payments we wasn’t making
back when we spent all that money on weed with no hesitation
quick celebrations
crazy how pigs throwing monkeys in cages
probably the reason why my n-ggas racist
they keep my name in they mouth but i don’t give a f-ck cause imma make sure that it’s tasteless
uh
n-ggas know i do not pander
dropped of school cause they ain’t meet my standards
uh
all in my face with the cameras
my n-ggas all in they face with the hammers
uh
i had to fix up my grammar
now i feel like i’m like on gamma rays
i’ll put em right in they place
n-ggas know i’m from the realer state
it’s like a zoo where gorilla stay
they wanna do us like harmbe
probably any day up on the clock
probably anyway n-gga watch
n-ggas always on the block
they got a pocket full of rocks
to turn they pockets into knots
if you go to jail you might rot
cause n-ggas forget who you are
i think it’s bizarre to call you a star
cause you just a n-gga who got him a car
a spade is a spade i’m just pulling your card
but

[hook] x2
who you n-ggas trynna play with
the only one who can say sh-t
go head keep my name in your mouth
and imma make sure that it comes out tasteless

[verse two]
you n-ggas don’t know what pain is
a picture i perfectly painted
i work on art to make a work of art
but n-ggas always trynna stain it
i’ll slam you n-ggas on the pavement
if i do not get my payment
i ain’t trynna be patient
the k!llers know that i’m adjacent
a nightmare on yo street
we ain’t worried bout no police
getting to creeping up slowly
you might get socked mick foley
might turn back into the old me
that was getting money from a dope fiend
had a n-gga living cozy
was treating drugs like a trophy
i had them bundles of weed
so people they come get the bundles from me
my n-ggas had everything in between
so call up our phone cause we got what you need
now we sell mp3s
a life full of l-st and it’s tempting me
but they want me all on parole
when you live this life it’s just one way to go
my n-ggas know it for sure
life is so hard but we always endure
it feels like a ch0r-
n-ggas be talking we always ignore
that hate is so pure
but i got the cure
all of you n-ggas is so insecure
need to fall in love in your own skin
that way you can go get your own wins
n-ggas just go through the motion
so most of them n-ggas be hopeless
steady floating in the oceans
just stranded don’t know where you going
uh

[hook] x2
who you n-ggas trynna play with
the only one who can say sh-t
go head keep my name in your mouth
and imma make sure that it comes out tasteless

- capital c

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