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letra de dead family 3 - dasgasdom3

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah (mmm)
(mmm, mmm)

[pre-chorus:]
all the attention in the room
when i’m speaking sh-t about
being in this f-cking motion (mmm)
i been with my gang
and that’s the way i’m living
n-gga’s know where i’m posed’
to tryin’ knock me off my pivot (knock me off my pivot)
if there’s problems what you sayin’
better be bout whatchu givin’ (whatchu givin’)
better bet

[chorus:]
i want you blowing cause we all up with the smooth
dead family
watch my every move i guess
these n-gga’s really enemies (yeah)
show me to my best when i was
struggling not my lures (not my lurеs)
the water paying in trouble
thеy always remain the same with me (remain the same)
[verse 1:]
that love sh-t ain’t easy if you leave me
i ain’t trippin’ (i ain’t trippin’)
i put most on my mind on my money
i ain’t tripping about b-tches
i ain’t trying to show you off
i’m tryna show off all these millions
to my momma everytime
i know i’m far from getting finished

keep my circle; red dot
we ain’t ever starving again (woo, woo)
had to cut off all these n-gga’s
they was praying for my sins (yeah)
they was hoping i was losing
and i just wanting them to win (yeah)
all the money in the world
i can never show my hand (woah, oh)

cause’ these n-gga’s gone bite
and rip that sh-t up off my shoulder (yo)
i know love to me is little
but i k!ll for i’m a soldier (i’m a solider)
keep it real to what you saying
i’m always show my closure
we ain’t set a resolution
b-tch you play then we gone fold ya
i think he can run me up
i can never go out bad (go out bad)
if the rain was never storming
ain’t n0body got my back (got my back)
tryna see myself performing
getting better f-ck the stacks (f-ck the stacks)
regardless if you let me
i’ve been getting to the bag (yeah)

[bridge:]
i’ve been getting to the cheese
they ain’t believe me till it’s too late (too late)
f-ck them if they see me
then they see me b-tch they two face
surrounded by my brothers
we ain’t serving out the two plates
cause’ we all eat together
gotta feed em’ till we all straight (woah)

other n-gga’s hop off of the bread
we’re not the same (not the same)
you tried to use me for the money
trying to tribulate my name (yeah, oh)
they can never do no better
that’s the reason that they hate on me
portray on how they envy
if they lose then they came to see
[pre-chorus:]
all the attention in the room
when i’m speaking sh-t about
being in this f-cking motion (mmm)
i been with my gang
and that’s the way i’m living
n-gga’s know where i’m posed’
to tryin’ knock me off my pivot (knock me off my pivot)
if there’s problems what you sayin’
better be bout whatchu givin’ (whatchu givin’)
better bet

[verse 2:]
i get 20 to 100 i make that sh-t to 1k
i keep everything 100
don’t give a f-ck what they sayin’ (what they sayin’)
i’ve been running up them numbers
them n-gga’s know where i stay
i put my all into this sh-t
blood, sweat, tears to the feds

loyalty to me is everything you lose me
once i ain’t play around (pop, pop)
if we ain’t on the same timing
then b-tch i cannot hold you down (yeah)
i’ve been doing me
don’t give a f-ck if you don’t like me (don’t give a f-ck)
be the victim of my problems
you gon’ end up on a white tee (on a white tee)

bounce back, red tat, chop up, pop a heart attack
murder on my mind but ain’t on time
and tryna state the facts
rearrange myself before i’m doin’
whatchu doin’
i can never go outside
i got careers more than music

[bridge:]
i’ve been all up in my bag
and no way i’m going out of bounds
i can count and when i set to
how this topic in my town (oh no)
n-gga’s swear they think know me
i’ve been going pound for pound
n-gga’s outchere tryna do me
b-tch we going round for round
yeah

- dasgasdom3

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