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letra de kmt (freestyle) - crm (au)

[intro]
ayy, ayy
free smoke, free smoke, ayy
oh f-ck, wrong song, my bad
yeah, ahem!

[verse]
y’all muhf-ckers say that your sh-t is better than mine
i take a listen, and i’m kissin’ my t–th
always told me i should quit, and my sh-t is trash
but they all know, there ain’t n0body sicker than me
yeah, i rap ‘bout drugs, gangs, violence, all of that sh-t
but i only say it figuratively
and they takin’ my jokes too seriously
but i’m here to say, so y’all better listen to me
i don’t wanna be like anyone else, i’m just bein’ me
drownin’ in the money, i be seein’ green
there’s a lot of fake homiеs comin’ ‘round now
so i gotta always keep my phone on dnd
my sh-t finna blow up like tnt
you want a mixtape? wait three morе weeks
no matter what, i’m always in my b-a-g
y’all can’t seem to focus, y’all got adhd
crm’s back, sound the alarms and ditch
all my opps dead, i leave all my target’s hit
spazzin’ on beats, goin’ r-t-rded sh-t
so motherf-ckers really think i’m autistic
nah, i’m artistic, ‘cause i’m an artist, b-tch
on my carti sh-t, f-ck a narcissist
they keep ringin’ triple zero, ‘cause their speakers
burned down the house, b-tch, i’m an arsonist
she ain’t the girl that i want
if i shoot my shot, then it’s target practise
emotional guy, if i’m deep on the beat
then it becomes hard to match this
can’t relate to sleepin’ softly
i must be restin’ on a harder mattress
my girl she makes me smile, prettiest face
way below par no average
spittin’ imagery, my games a whole art form
prophet poppin’ off, it deserves an encore
always took less, even though i want more
chillin’ in the attic, while they at the top floor
forget the contour, you know i ain’t bout that
keep it hundred, like the man’s that stole your heart back
on this dime piece, you can’t put a price tag
fake friends, snitches, we don’t like that
startin’ to sink, soon i’m gonna drown
my clip got a whole hundred rounds
i just wanna know what they talk about
can’t keep a secret, ‘cause they talk too loud
they didn’t want smoke, oh you want it now?
you ain’t no king, b-tch, i run this town
i told y’all nothing’s changed
but they still lookin’ at what i read all about
[outro]
i just keep kissin’ my t–th
i just keep kissin’ my t–th
bodies keep droppin’ ‘cause muhf-ckers
don’t learn their lesson when dissin’ on me
i just keep kissin’ my t–th
i just keep kissin’ my t–th
they didn’t think i’d make it this far
well now i’m here, let’s see

- crm au

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