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letra de condolence - cross country gang

i’m rollin’ round i’m smokin’ dossier in the lotus
she tried to play me on some mo-f-ckin bullsh-t
i’m dreamin’ big plottin’ onna whole fortress
i buy da crib f-ck payin’ a whole mortgage
i’m on my sh-t you can see me gettin’ more chips
i’m always lit when i turn up know i pour it
see my whip yeah you wish you could afford it
and you’s a b-tch yea you shoulda been aborted

i’m out to win i’m on my 10 i gotta go
i got the wind no oxygen but ima float
i’m not to bend
i gotta live no medicine
no doctors in this sh-t is deadly
send these n-ggas my condolence
if i could win i swear i’d put them on my shoulders
when it was cold they held me up and now i owe them
i’m not to bend i’m not to fold
i got the wind and it was cold
so now i only hang with n-ggas tryna focus
can’t knock me off my pivot i’m too focused
too wavy you can’t keep up with the f-ckin’ motion
got my n-ggas in this b-tch don’t give a motive
these p-ssy n-ggas ain’t bout sh-t they be foldin’ like some clothing
mixing light and dark this a wicked type of potion
seen that p-ssy boy last week
had em’ running like he forrest
been round the block
i was stepping while it’s pourin’
(buck)

- cross country gang

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