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letra de fuck chop - chop

[hook]
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too..
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
i’d replace me too, i’d try to break me too..

cause i’m somebody at the bottom, tryna make it to the top
faced death as i stared into the glock..
i just wanna make it out..
but let me join the train, “f-ck chop”

[verse 1]
i just wanna make a name, let ’em know my town
hold my grounds, dreamt like there’s no outbounds
left school, no plan b, hold on that child..
who’s nas when you feel you let your own moms down
a-student, til i made music, truthfully i stayed truant
proudly bear the doings, it’s so fair, that we wear the bruins,
i used to steal the books, my n-gga used steal computers
turned on that light up in our head we tried be the future
8 years later and i ain’t sh-t
and 9 to 5 life, just takes the easels that i paint with..
i rather meet the devil, than settle with that bullsh-t
mellow, having thoughts of saying h-llo to a fullclip
losin in, every single part of my life
except music, with cuts that make an orange get sliced
but there’s always one guy, with sights to bother ya flight..
i showed my pain to make the audience rise, jack-sses..

[hook]
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too..
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
i’d replace me too, i’d try to break me too..

cause i’m somebody at the bottom, tryna make it to the top
faced death as i stared into the glock..
i just wanna make it out..
but let me join the train, “f-ck chop”

[verse 2]
ever since my homie, shot himself, i felt so depleted..
n-ggas rappin cause they wanted to, i rap because i need it..
depressed, this music, was the thing to keep me breathin
so while i needed god, it’s like i also needed yeezus
put my all inside of this, sold tracks for 90 cents..
call it good music, but he’d rather f-ckin pirate it..
the music i would die for, and, my baby, my viocidin..
and you’d rather compare yaself to me, motherf-cker try again
cause i will go homeless, to make it out the shadows..
we started at the bottom, most will stay up in the gravel..
pray for positivity, they pick me in they battles
i ain’t kiddin witchu n-ggas, we all adults, i’ll slap you
no good job pats, it’s like an errand to k!ll ’em
number 1 for a reason i don’t care what you feelin
the hunger in my stomach, is the meanest
schoolin cats, and n-ggas is on the dean’s list.. f-ck paula tho..

[hook]
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too..
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
if i was you, i’d probably hate me too…
i’d replace me too, i’d try to break me too..

cause i’m somebody at the bottom, gonna make it to the top
faced death as i stared into the glock..
i’m just gonna make it out..
but let me join the train, “f-ck chop”

- chop

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