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letra de my world - chuckyy

[intro: ekkstacy]
i walk this earth all by myself
i’m doing drugs, but they don’t help
my voice is nothing when i’m screaming out for help
i stretch my hand, but my grip just gives out

[chorus: chuckyy]
this sh-t like simon says, what i say go, my glizzy be doin’ the most
wherever you catch me, i’m totin’, a handshake cool, but i leave that sh-t on the floor
smokin’ on dope, no choke, another n-gga died, i know, this sh-t no joke
in every cg, i’m the goat, new york plane sunk a metal thing out of my coat
these n-ggas be tough on posts, i catch him in person, make his ass stunt that quote
take a pretty b-tch to my store, we ride in a tesla, the one with the b-tterfly doors
srt burnt out on the last chase we made, don’t wrap that pole
and i just need my zaza and my cash, without that, i act slow

[verse: chuckyy]
one body, that ain’t sh-t, my lil’ brother upped seven souls (yeah, that)
gle cruise controllin’, car empty, i need some more (yeah)
i walk the world by myself ’cause i did this sh-t all alone (myself)
i don’t talk on no jail calls, i’ll see you when you get home (get ready)
draco, it go through bones
godd-mn, my pockets strong (strong)
and when i see my cologne (zone), we can link, get it on (on)
she just want me to bone and put her name in my song (yeah, that)
super slime, i can’t trust nothin’, that’s why i’m rockin’ this chrome (chrome heart)
chrome heart, 8k a pair, i gotta slow down on the jeans (jeans)
v12, but it’s a maybach, move fast and slow off the lean (slow)
i can’t go off ig pictures, catfish a real f-ckin’ thing
on the opp sh-t takin’ pics, they in a crib somewhere off a bean
all my handguns got a beam ’cause i be out late night with heat
just because we went to school and i got rich don’t mean we teams
hol’ on, slow the car down, i think that’s him, it’s all on me (right now)
i’m lv ’til my feet up, last night, i went all ricky (again)
backshot, you run from me (right now)
after hits, pour up lean (mhm)
stevie, no one can see us, judge is not a f-ckin’ thing
foenem bailed out the back so quick, you die before you f-ckin’ blink
i just want my f-ckin’ lean, the drank made, actin’ like a dweeb
[chorus: chuckyy]
this sh-t like simon says, what i say go, my glizzy be doin’ the most
wherever you catch me, i’m totin’, a handshake cool, but i leave that sh-t on the floor
smokin’ on dope, no choke, another n-gga died, i know, this sh-t no joke
in every cg, i’m the goat, new york plane sunk a metal thing out of my coat
these n-ggas be tough on posts, i catch him in person, make his ass stunt that quote
take a pretty b-tch to my store, we ride in a tesla, the one with the b-tterfly doors
srt burnt out on the last chase we made, don’t wrap that pole
and i just need my zaza and my cash, without that, i act slow

[outro: ekkstacy]
oh-oh, oh-oh
oh-oh, oh-oh
oh-oh, oh-oh
oh-oh, oh-oh

- chuckyy

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