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letra de demon season - cee kay

[verse:]
fork up these bandz, i think my right hand done crossed me
b-tch don’t think i know she cheat so i don’t f-ck with her often
been glowing on a l!ck, put that boy in a coffin
i won’t speak on that too much ’cause n-ggas listening and talking
and tomorrow ain’t promised, b-tch best approach it with caution
[?] on my d-ck b-tch, i ain’t touch you, you stalking
imma come and take your soul, b-tch i fear you don’t deserve it
i’m from [?] street, b-tch i been ballin’, where your jersey?
f-ck your big homie, he a b-tch and that’s on [?]
free lil [?] and [?] but until i’m still standing
don’t respect the judge ’cause he took ’em from the family
you f-ck with them n-ggas, i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, f-ck you

[hook:]
why would you n-ggas cross me?
i [?]
every day i be strapped up with that throwaway
when they locked my brothers up i ain’t know what to think
we was thuggin’ all night up on that corner
i got pain all in my chest this sh-t don’t go away
i tried to break it down to you, guess you wasn’t listening
and you be on that fake sh-t support me from a distance
[verse (busta locz):]
these p-ssy ass n-ggas, they gon act like the richer
i don’t need no co-defendant ’cause i ain’t gon’ do no switching
[?] count your pockets but ain’t gonna help you get it
i ain’t taking no more ls, i’m putting bags on the city
talking ’bout you with it, b-tch i’m really with it
all these n-ggas with me, they quick to get the k!lling
catch you at the lights, slanging bullets [?]
god bless the n-gga soul ’cause i don’t go no feelings
and i wipe this n-ggas nose, yeah i got plenty tissue
you can get the issue, don’t get it twisted
riding with a fifty, pop you, leave you hot like whitney
just to show yall pockets different pay your partner just to k!ll you

- cee kay

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