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letra de contra (freestyle) - crm (au)

[intro]
yeah
contra, contra, contra
contra, contra, contra, yeah
ahem!

[verse]
i get to shootin’ sh-t like contra
we can start some beef, if you wanna
how you got a million instagram followers
but you drivin’ ’round in a honda
f-ck around, run up on the oppas
versatile, i can’t stick to a genre
most of my lyrics go over your heads
they miss out on my rhymes and my double entendres
all of this rage turned me into a monster
up in the club, i be throwin’ these dollars
know for sure i’m gon’ make it, ’cause i know d-mn well
that i’m not gettin’ into college
best in the game, it’s a godd-mn honour
rappin’ on beats by the young sinatra
lately, your b-tch been listenin’ to my music
don’t deny it, i know she want the —-
no one ever gave a f-ck about me
’till i blew up, now i’m in their conversations
they keep tryna take away my f-ckin’ wisdom
nah, i ain’t no doctor patient
i know there’s no point tryna stop the hatin’
they gon’ always that i’m not amazin’
that i’m not the greatest, but you know
it all switched up when i got famous
since then, there’s been quite some changes
first, i’ve got a whole lotta payments (kaching!)
second, a lot of my friends switched up
’cause they thought i wasn’t gon’ make it
yeah, i’m dangerous, but i’m not that crazy
yeah, i pray to god, ain’t got time for satan
plannin’ out this sh-t for a while
so i’m kinda smart, but i’m not asian
time to roll out, now which car i wanna whip
you think you number one, but can’t even cop a fifth
this sh-t be automatic, even though i handle sticks
if you prayin’ on my downfall, go and jump the ship
i hate a broke b-tch, why they always run they mouth
you need to run a job, applications to the south
who you tryna check, need to check your bank account
sh-t be f-ckin’ empty, sit your stupid ass down
now you know when you got out, and people in your business
starin’ at you real hard, but didn’t have to witness
then when you look up, they turn around with quickness
i seen yo ass lookin’ at all this richness
you seen my ass f-ckin’ all these b-tches
my sh-t be infected, you gon’ catch this sickness
they thought i was gon’ be a f-ckin’ loser
but now i’m above all the winners, b-tch
[outro]
ayy
sh-t’s too easy, man
any f-ckin’ beat, i body that sh-t, man
f-ck you haters, get the f-ck off my d-ck, yeah

- crm au

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