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letra de gone (never comin' down) - claas

[intro: claas]
let’s go!

[chorus: claas]
i’m outta here b-tch i’m gone!
b-tch i’m gone! i’m gone!
i’m outta here b-tch i’m gone! b-tch i’m gone!
i’m outta here b-tch i’m gone! and i ain’t never comin’ down
i will never touch the motherf-ckin’ ground
b-tch i’m gone! and i ain’t never comin’ down
i will never touch the motherf-ckin’ ground
b-tch i’m gone!

[verse 1: claas]
yeah i’m the sh-t, see
let it motherf-ckin’ sink in, say a prayer if it tempt me
i ain’t really got the time though it’s tempting
i’ve been on my motherf-ckin’ grind doin’ plenty (hah!)
but sh-t i’m friendly
so all thе whiny little sh-t that’s online don’t offend mе
all the haters hollow as a tree, see it’s empty
they just gotta watch me as i shine with the envy
see ain’t n0body touch a scene though
so they can go and tryna start rides when i’m in beast mode
they don’t wanna see me start fires all for peace, bro
everybody screamin’ in panic, i’m finna feast though
so let ’em all die now i
will make ’em f-ckin’ say goodbye, now why
does anybody think that they can try now lies
if they think that i would ever let that fly, now i
settlin’ all my threats, you really got a problem? then say it all with your chest
say it with confidence, never go second-guess
second that you is done or i’m layin’ that ass to rest
and that’s real talk and all y’all gotta still walk
the motherf-ckin’ players are doper than all you think
let these motherf-ckers know that i’m still boss (let’s go!)
[pre-chorus: claas]
you’re talkin’ sh-t with no accomplishments (yeah! yeah!)
and you won’t ever scratch the surface of the sh-t i did (scratch the surface)
it’s such a shame (a shame), it drives you insane (come on!)
that i made a f-ckin’ name (let’s go!)

[verse 2: claas]
and i won’t come down (nah)
all these motherf-ckers givin’ y’all the runaround
sh-t it’s been a minute since a n-gga’s even touched ground (yeah)
every single minute i been at it scorin’ touchdown
got me like what now?
petty b-tch wanna talk trash (trash)
once you’re mad ’cause your sh-t f-ckin’ suck fast
god i hate on everyone that’s f-ckin’ run past
but in a year you’ll ride the d-ck and hope they come fast (ha!)
ain’t gotta be conscious to sell hits
they put me on a pedestal, you shelf-sit
my middle fingers are all the way in the sky
so you can see these motherf-ckers as soon as you open-eye
give ’em all a reason to hope that i f-ckin’ die
anything’s gotta be better than hearin’ ’em f-ckin’ cry
anything’s gotta be better than hearin’ ’em f-ckin’ whine
got ’em sittin’ on the internet wishin’ for my demise (wah! wah!)
get rid of all the deadweight (deadweight), make these motherf-ckers vacate (bye)
they still in my building, when i’m nuts i’ma k!ll ’em and chop ’em up
hack they bodies, toss ’em all up in a d-mn lake (just wait)
think i’m talkin’ sh-t now? (hah)
you silly b-tches better get down (hah)
i say it to they face but these n-ggas ain’t in they place
they still be talkin’ when they know i am the sh-t now (let’s go!)
[pre-chorus: claas]
you’re talkin’ sh-t with no accomplishments (yeah! yeah!)
and you won’t ever scratch the surface of the sh-t i did (scratch the surface)
it’s such a shame (a shame), it drives you insane (come on!)
that i made a f-ckin’ name (let’s go!)

- claas

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