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letra de control - chris bey

[chorus: chris bey]
i can’t let go
i don’t wanna lose control
i need it more
i need it more

[verse 1: chris bey]
she said what’s the wildest thing you’ve ever done?
i bet i do look fun
i’ve been on the road something like a track
to stack my paper up
peep my st–ze i’m flat
money all in my lap
i’m pr-ne to paper cuts
bro told me i’m next n-gga i’m up now it’s a bet like wager ups
let me ask you what you waiting for
something that ain’t coming
came from nothing had to be patient bruh
like i’m in the waiting room
waiting to get checked up
got my checks up like i’m nike now
used to block my calls now they’rе in dms tryna write me now
boosie taught mе wipe me down
stay fresh as h-ll like vacuum sealed
i march like pisces now
headed to the top they go pray i flop
but i’m on like cap and gowns
i graduated out the bas-m-nt
people hype me now
how i really sound
sound like i came up i lived my dream and now we lit
brodie smoked a lot of trees my others bro tote a lot of sticks
like a lollipop if you walking sweet around streets
then he got hit a l!ck
get your body rocked
get your body dropped man you’ll be sleep between them bricks
jordan 1 probably my kicks
your girl called what you want me to hit
call my dog in new york like he the knicks
if he shoot the ball bet he don’t miss
when i’m in the mall they want a pick
i don’t cop it at all but i cop some sh-t
moving on i need a box and sh-t
i’m a star they treat me like the rock legit
[chorus: chris bey]
i can’t let go
i don’t wanna lose control
i need it more
i need it more

[verse 2: will t]
had to learn to stop stressing bout
all the things that i can’t control
when i’m going through hard times
i man up i never let it show
stay 10 toes i ain’t even fold
can’t kick it with you you don’t got no goals
you would think it was election day
cause all my bros gotta keep a pole
been through things that was hard to live with
i had to start from the line of scrimmage
can’t hurt me i’m my biggest critic
flow so hot yeah that things acidic
proud of chris cause he left the city
did his thing to pursue his dreams
he told me back 10 years ago that one day he be on that screen
been thru things you just can’t believe
lost a bro to a cup of lean
from a city full of hate and greed
got many people who depend on me
i don’t need to be rich or famous
i just really need to feed my fam
all i want is a house that’s gated
buy a beach with a lot of sand
everything goes hand in hand like green day
i’m tryna stack these bands
had my son when i was young
had to step up had to be a man
making noise i’ma walking amp
never let you tell me i can’t
all of this was cause of hard work
none of this was by luck or chance
keeping my composure
i can’t lose control
always did what’s right
not what i was told
keeping my composure
i can’t lose control
tryna sell out shows
i can’t sell my soul
[chorus: chris bey]
i can’t let go
i don’t wanna lose control
i need it more
i need it more

- chris bey

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