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letra de substance - ceo trayle

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[intro]
another day go by, i don’t really think about sh-t
(icey, i’m so sick of you)
godd-mn
(i keep my trauma tone)
uh, uh, uh
real life
ayy
ayy

[chorus]
you just givin’ ’em substance, yeah, get his shirt drenched, yeah
know i love it, but i really hate i love this sh-t, yeah
and we don’t talk ’bout n-ggas, we talk about other sh-t
and this sh-t is real as it gets, in the field, send a blitz
takin’ my jewelry on a hit, back back, the door, i kicked it
ayy, i get the head, she go, that’s it
ayy, that’s my baby, she chose my ‘fit
the bar is so low like when you sit
dropped my nuts, i was holdin’ my d-ck
ain’t goin’ back and forth
n-gga, i don’t want no b-tch that’s yours
unless she was alrеady for us

[verse]
of course
n-gga said i did somethin’ to him, i ain’t evеn do it (swear that we boys)
he was hatin’ from the beginning, i ain’t even knew it (you ain’t even know it?)
hate to say it, i’m paranoid
my life, had to battle for it
now i’m back cleanin’ off my sword
yeah, yeah, i knew i was gon’ be real
jumped off the porch, no dgb
n-gga, i’m sick, need a cdc
it was cotton v, c4 and c3
baby callin’, wanna meet me
i keep stallin’, i’m in the street
pop me a percocet-20, we geeked
baby, you can come and get money with me
it’s a whole world you can see
b-tch, i’m an og, but not 3
it’s a jetpack, not a jet-ski
mr. big back, i don’t eat beef
i spit crack, every last beat
ayy, six-pack by the twenty-two-three
shoot with the tongue out like two-three
said she love me, say, “who me?”
[chorus]
you just givin’ ’em substance, yeah, get his shirt drenched, yeah
know i love it, but i really hate i love this sh-t, yeah
and we don’t talk ’bout n-ggas, we talk about other sh-t
and this sh-t is real as it gets, in the field, send a blitz
takin’ my jewelry on a hit, back back, the door, i kicked it
ayy, i get the head, she go, that’s it
ayy, that’s my baby, she chose my ‘fit
the bar is so low like when you sit
dropped my nuts, i was holdin’ my d-ck
ain’t goin’ back and forth
n-gga, i don’t want no b-tch that’s yours
unless she was already for us

[outro]
you just givin’ ’em substance
you just givin’ ’em substance
you just givin’ ’em substance
(i keep my trauma tone)
substance
you just givin’ ’em substance

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