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letra de fallen angels - dasgasdom3

[verse 1: dasgasdom3]
once they tell you lies, they gone switch up, ain’t no holding that
suckin’, they disguise, they gone do anything but say the facts
keep up in my mind, wash away the pain, i’m over that
i can see no switching cause they thinking that i’m losing stats
take away the love, i’m just smoking up the pain
my mama tell me hold my head, she pray for better days
can’t live without her, she the one that gave me life to live in fame
my family depending on me, i’m just tryna make a way
my head so f-cked up, i’m too young to be distrеssed
n-gga get yo’ bust up, you too broke to bе yo’ set
jealousy make a n-gga not care about they own life
problems i can’t solve, can’t tell if i’m wrong or i’m right
all along through the rain i see myself fighting demons
even when you had to tell you how you ain’t living, how you dreaming
i wanna get this money, when i got it i’ll be feigning
n0body show me love, can you tell me that you mean it

[chorus: dasgasdom3]
no, they can’t tell me how they feel
open up my eyes, it’s the same sh-t in the field
and i hope my n-gga riding until we chasin’ a mil
and i hope my n-gga slidin’ if i ever was a k!ll, for real
tribes and tribulations i’m facing, i’m tryna get away
they told me i’ma make it, i’m patient, i’m hustling every day
don’t believe i’m breaking, i’m working until i’m f-ckin’ paid
the problems you think that ain’t certain be the problems that causing the pain
[verse 2: mbk pook]
yeah, it be the problem causing pains
and i ain’t tryna turn up ‘less i’m turning up with gang
these n-ggas f-ckin’ with my head, i swear i’m tryna get away
the same ones downin’ on my grind the same ones smiling in my face
too many fallen angels, gotta look from different angles
you watch that finger to his head and still let that sh-t change you
being independent, i won’t be no slave just ’cause a label
screamin’, f-ck the fame, no need attention when my mama stable
cold nights looking at the ceiling, we ain’t even have no cable
mama stressed, i’m workin’ hard to put food on the table
no one understand that feelin’, don’t understand that pain
it hurts ’cause god ain’t give me boots to walk through days in rain
i’m still made it, humble, if you know my life has changed
i spend a mil on family before i spend a k on change
this sh-t i speak about is real, i ain’t capping just for some plays
don’t give a f-ck about what they say, i’ll change the world before the day i hit the grave

[outro: dasgasdom3 & mbk pook]
for too long, for too long (for too long)
i’m tryna get it out the (that sh-t hurting for too long)
i’m tryna get it out the muscle, i been strong (that sh-t hurting for too long)
i’m tryna get it out the muscle, i been strong (that sh-t hurting for too long, that sh-t hurting for too long)
for real

- dasgasdom3

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