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letra de scared of heights - cole myer & yung grady

hold up, hold up, yeah, i don’t love you
kick the b-tch out the door, feelin’ like it’s kung fu
and i f-ckin’ did that sh-t, cause i heard the b-tch was run through
and i’m only punch in bars, hit that boy with a one-two
and i’m goin’ out my body just to see what that sh-t does to you
pockets filled with hundreds, yeah, i always walk in with them blues
and she always wanna count on me, cause she know i talk the truth
you talkin’ like you relevant, i will never talk to you
i always get too high, cause i never know what to do
it was always up to me, i swear it’s never up to you
rockstar in this b-tch, i pull up on him and i’m finding the switch
i’m countin’ the money, i’m gettin’ too rich
i’m f-ckin’ your b-tch, yeah, it is what it is
you tryna pull up, then i’ll empty the clip
she on top of my d-ck, and i’m touchin’ her hip
whole lotta money, my pockets don’t fit
i’m rockin’ prada, and gucci and sh-t
you knock at the door, i’m not letting you in
shut down the city, we do it again
jmoney, key, grady we here for a win

slob on my kn-b, f-ck the b-tch, hit it raw
if i see you out in public, then i’ll hit you in the jaw
you can’t see me out in public, i’ve been ghost, its been awhile
she said she been tryna f-ck on me, cause you been out of style
she said you been tryna cheat on me, you said that that’s a lie
i’ve been off to ecstasy, and i thought that i could fly
i’ve been goin’ crazy off the x, that is no surprise
yeah, she always cappin’, and i know she f-ckin’ tellin’ lies
yeah, i blocked the number, she won’t get a chance to tell me twice
yeah, i made a band, but i f-ckin’ lost it rollin’ dice
i don’t give a f-ck, i’ma make it back, cause it is slight
i’ma pull up on that b-tch and turn her on, like she a light
and my money tall as f-ck, but i swear i’m scared of heights
me and shottz hittin’ l!cks, yeah, we rockin’ black at night
and we goin’ on in two minutes and i swear they down the pipe
and she thought that i was toxic, well, i guess the b-tch is right
and she said she tryna talk to me, she said she needed advice
remember, i was eatin’ noodles, now i’m eatin’ steak and rice
i was f-ckin’ on that b-tch, and you know that i hit it twice
if you pullin’ up, end of the world, then i’m goin’ end yo life
it’s the end of the world, yeah, you finna learn
and i always come in first, spazzin’ on a verse
bottom to the top, and i’m shuttin’ down the earth
f-ckin’ up the guap, cause i know what i am worth
let three shots out and i shoot it like a f-ckin’ birst
if you p-ss me off, i swear that you gon’ f-ckin’ burn
i swear i’m always cranky, cause i’m tryna quit the f-ckin’ percs
this sober sh-t ain’t worth it, yeah, i swear i always feel the worst
i ain’t talking to these b-tches, all these b-tches are the f-ckin’ worst
they make me mad, and then i gotta hop into this stu’ and go berserk
and if she don’t wanna talk to me, then i swear i am done with her
i’ma pull up, pipe her thrice, and then i leave her, make her coochie hurt
end of the world, let this sh-t go and f-ckin’ burn

- cole myer yung grady

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