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letra de already - cluez.

[verse 1: ezzo smith ]
yeah, uh
all these politicians hypocrites
i hold the finger with my fingertips
which i use to split that sh-t
i hit the spliff in this fast life
you have to relax big
it’s a fast life even if i said it twice
you gotta work hard and serve garbage, is that nice? (no)
so f-ck that, i go back
sippin’ nice on your cold aid
figure out why he told that
all that sh-t runnin’ so fast
i gotta go back

i ain’t got no time for this so please stay away
ain’t another day goes by without you on my mind (on my mind, f-ck)
but you keep on f-ckin me up
i’m on my re-up, why you keep on f-ckin me up (1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4)
(but yeah)

[hook: ezzo smith]
i was already f-cked up (d-mn)
before you came into my mind (ah, free)
i was already f-cked up (uh)
before you said sorry (hurt)
i should leave this behind

[verse 2: cluez.]
burning off a reputation
had to get a reparation
keep it real, no faking
that’s my final destination
now i’m trapping out the bas-m-nt
comment on no conversation
then i keep on contemplating
focus on my concentration
not going insane
i’m not gonna win that
drop the world instant
‘cause i can’t turn things back
now i do not feel a thing, means i’m intact
f-ck no, i go for broke
and that’s on god but in fact
i take what i get
and i break the whole set
you can’t change where you at
hit the brakes, don’t do that
snakes in the grass
and the fakes repossessed
high at stakes, bigger task
hit the stage, do the math
do this sh-t all by my own
can’t get out the zone
i’m trying to hold on
but i was f-cked up all along
[hook: ezzo smith & cluez.]
i was already f-cked up (d-mn)
before you came into my mind (ah, free)
i was already f-cked up (uh)
before you said sorry (hurt)
i should leave this behind

[verse 3: cluez.]
i don’t even know where to begin
i’m always desperate for a win
i had to give myself a chance
and now i’m ‘bout to put it in
blown away just like the wind
with all those tattoos on my skin
i’ll sit on top and take you with me
that’s the type of sh-t i bring
hey!
so close yet so far gone
been around for so long
i wanna pay forgiveness
but i’m broke, i can’t get no heart
finish, can’t get no start
drinking off my own bars
covering my soul scars
and flip ‘em into gold charts
fading off a cup until i feel intoxicated
overthinking ever since that sh-t got complicated
hustle like you’re broke, the trouble spots got me frustrated
only time will tell who’s gonna make it unrelated
[outro: ezzo smith]
i was already f-cked up
i was already f-cked up
before you said sorry
i should leave this behind

- cluez

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