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letra de no more parties in la (freestyle) - crm (au)

[intro]
la-di-da-da-a, da-a, i like this flavour
la-da-da-da-di-da-da-a, la-a
let me tell you, i’m out here (yeah)
from a very far away place (chapter 2)
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far (ahem!)

[chorus]
we can’t have no more parties in la
they don’t wanna give my flowers
so i hardly get paid
i’ve been tryna exercise
but it’s hard to get weight
lotta people switchin’ sides
so i’m always betrayed, uh
[interlude]
(uh) los angeles
shake that body, party that bod- (i said)
shake that body, party that bod- (i said)
shake that body, party that bod-

[verse 1]
i said it’s been a while
but 2-0-2-3, i’m rappin’ greatness
havin’ dreams about that #1 spot
i might have to take it
started gettin’ casual payments
they gon’ lie, they act amazed
carryin’ the world on my back
the past 15 years, my back is achin’
talkin’ sh-t on computers
i’ma start hackin’ databases
you gon’ turn your back to say sh-t
so it hurts to have to face it
they too scared to admit it
so i find it actual crazy
they secretly got my music
on their spotify and apple playlists
i been chargin’ up, i’m energised
bad for you, it’s do or die
what i mean is, you gon’ do that sh-t
or commit suicide
i don’t fall for sh-t, know the difference
between the truth and lies
they keep tryna charge me for arson
i set the booth on fire
they keep dyin’ for a cross
it’s like they gettin’ crucified
sorry, i meant crucifix
don’t f-ck with the 2×6
all this sh-t i spit is off the top
b-tch, i’m a lunatic
people act like they don’t know me
they be askin’ “who him is?”
well it’s really “who is he?”
so it ain’t proper grammar
buildin’ my empire up
i’ll never drop the hammer
haters speakin’ with an attitude
you better talk with manners
treat all y’all like sway in the morning
‘cause y’all ain’t got the answers
(you ain’t got the answers, sway!)
that’s ironic, ‘cause this a ye beat
i can’t be livin’ safely
none of your disses faze me
workin’ on music since december
i do this sh-t daily
and it’ll always stay like that
i won’t retire ‘till eighty
[interlude]
let me tell you, i’m out here
from a very far away place (i ain’t done yet, hold on)
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far

[verse 2]
makin’ comments ‘bout me
that gon’ put yourself in danger
i don’t like hearin’ “underrated”
‘cause b-tch, i’m major
my sh-t is unfiltered
i don’t ever give disclaimers
all these p-ssies, they ain’t street
they actin’ fake gangster
throwin’ hands signs up
like they speakin’ to the deaf
most of y’all zombies, won’t be surprised
if they start eatin’ at my flesh
and you know that i’m real
from my feet up to my head
‘bouta go ape sh-t
start beatin’ at my chest
he gon’ say it to your face
nah, he don’t wanna text
always switchin’ up my moves
i be leavin’ ‘em perplexed
years ago, girls always kept
leavin’ me on read
but nowadays, whenever they see me
they want s-x
they don’t want me in this rap game
don’t wanna treat me as a guest
but i’ma make myself at home
put my feet up on your desk
yeah, they see me as a threat
because my easy way is death
they just wanna say i’m cursed
but the way i see it, i’m just blessed, crm
[outro]
one take
no more parties in la, uh

- crm au

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