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letra de street lightzzz - d-twist

[interlude: d-twist]
ain’t no used to we got in trouble n-gg-
ain’t no used to we was always in trouble n-gg-
where ever we went we was in trouble n-gg-
we was trying be cool but n-gg-s we in trouble
we couldn’t even do sh-t cause we was in trouble

[verse 1: d-twist & l’s]
yeah see imma east side n-gg- so i know how to move
teacher never taugh us economics in school
homies grabbed glocks i was just trying hoop
got in trouble when we didn’t finish our food
i had to be at home before the street lights
yeah police treated us like we didn’t have rights
aye ramen noodle king on them trill nights
yeah went to sleep for dinner on them real nights
i look in the mirror when i wanna see a beast
and my team gone eat n-gg- join the fest
ted bundy on every beat
i don’t know one n-gg- that’s sick a me
i got a random piece
to prepare for these ops in these trifling streets
it’s just apart of my speech
it’s coded over snare and slaps in the beat

[hook]
imma east side n-gg- so i know how to move
teacher never taugh us economics in school
my homies grabbed glocks i was just trying hoop
got in trouble when we didn’t finish our food
i had to be at home before the street lights
look police treated us like we didn’t have rights
look ramen noodle king on them trill nights
aye went to sleep for dinner on them real nights

[verse 2: d-twist & l’s]
look i spit game and should charge a fee
uh that’s not my b-tch if she not on fleek
aye new n-gg- be acting way too weak
aye keep a fo fo thats that old pistol pete
i told them call ya b-tch phone if you looking for me
i got this money on the mind you gets nothing for free
i see them hating everytime the in the presents of g
i keep shooting on the line yeah you get knocked for a fee
i got the rackys on me
might pay a rack for a t
got gold on neck mr t
it’s just a life of a g
keep h-lla packs of the tree
and plus i tax cuz its fleek
yeah i need rack every week
the boy too up to play cheap
look woah kemosabe f-cking yo b-tch is my hobby
just like kinkos they gone copy
but they just do it so sloppy
these hating mad i be laughing
i’m way too throwed like a javelin
i’ll beat yo -ss till you blue
just like will smith on aladdin
my old b-tch i replenish
but i ain’t paying no visit
this beezee just got arrested
hoe i ain’t paying yo tickets
dont give a f-ck if key key love
so i am not in my feelings
and i be snapping like thanos
they look at me like the villan

[verse 3: toomany]
vibing high so im chilling
i’m minding mine but crossing that dotted line
yes i’m willing
i follow mines no need for the crowded lines yall be filling
they scared to shine that rather be guinness eyes with the victims
no disrespect but i dont recall or reflect
on a time where my open mind
sent homage for yo respects
on any type of reclining
remind me on when you sign me
inline we something primate
thats down and distant with timing sh-t
get out my face with all that talk
they speaking like they eating
but never teething when they burk
the blunt is all they flicking
when they trigger finger spark
everybody gang gang
ha
n-gg- dont even start

- d twist

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