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letra de a look inside - cluez.

[hook]
give me what i take, give me what i took
open up your eyes, go and take a look
look out for the fakes, leave the ones that shook
hit ’em once or twice, get ’em off the hook
give me what i take, give me what i took
open up your eyes, go and take a look
look out for the fakes, leave the ones that shook
hit ’em once or twice, get ’em off the hook

[verse 1]
i’m feeling that i’m living whеn i stargaze
my antic-p-tion got me running through the hallways
thе pictures that i’m painting coming from a far place
even when it’s devastating we been grinding all days
i do this sh-t to maintain
’til the day they gon’ remember the name
and all of these lames they be acting the same
i don’t hear a thang what the f-ck are they saying?
i don’t know
i will never know
gotta mind my business, can’t afford to go broke
and when i’m getting high they be talking on the low
and when i listen to ’em i just know i gotta go
for sure
but no
i will never know
and ignorance is bliss, i ain’t gonna need an oath
i might need a spliff, yeah, you know i got the dough
even tho it’s been a long time coming still a long way to go, yeah
[hook]
give me what i take, give me what i took
open up your eyes, go and take a look
look out for the fakes, leave the ones that shook
hit ’em once or twice, get ’em off the hook
give me what i take, give me what i took
open up your eyes, go and take a look
look out for the fakes, leave the ones that shook
hit ’em once or twice, get ’em off the hook

[verse 2]
give me what i got ’til gimmie got shot
gimmie got it trapping out the parking lot
no cpt, this some other sh-t around the block
there ain’t even no blocks, we be calling shots
and make ’em
don’t be mistaken
’cause i got ’em all in the same place like satan
the fear of god might be the reason they be hating
’cause if they stood up for themselves they be shaking
on god
and my vision seems to be delusional
i guess that’s why they say come back or you gon’ lose it all
but i just wanna ball, hit the studio
cop a couple drinks, lace it up, yeah, now there we go
it’s time for me to get up on the rodeo
co-signed my cousin, they gon’ hear us on the radio
to be lyrically speaking they gon’ see me tweaking
f-ck that ’cause we gon’ be alright by the weekend, ay
we outta here

- cluez

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