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letra de war paint - dbait

[verse]
b-tch made suckas say they’ll ride for me
but i’m in my own lane
so i got em wiggin out
they gon need some rogaine
homies actin brand new
d-mn i miss the old days
stone-faced grim reaper glaring at my stoned face
he been nagging at me about the problems that i won’t face
but they straighten out with my liquor straight no chase
with a couple straight mamis trying to go both ways
daddy praying to my granny, “this ain’t who your boy raised”
jesus at my doorbell, can’t hear what the lord say
cuz i got the muf-ckin devil in the doorway
he been eatin me alive i’ve been looking gourmet
plus i’m cold heartеd so to him i’m just a sorbet
trying to tell him go away but he bе like, “no way”
wanna be a child of god but i never obey
all my life pinching pennies i ain’t seeing no change
to the nosey muf-ckas i’m prescribing flonase
the meek shall inherit the earth and that’s ok
but to get to heaven dawg you gotta get more brave
they threw my ass behind bars over smoke rings
someone doing life said, “drop bars crime don’t pay”
life’s a b-tch i never thought i’d live it feeling no pain
so i keep it pushing but i ain’t been seeing no gain
my flow phat even though i’m drinking protein
in the end i hope it end up working out for me
f-ck a ghostwriter dawg i’d rather spit like ghostface k!llah
when i’m kicking rhymes tell me how my soles taste
i ain’t trippin if i ain’t the one the radio play
f-ck these other rappers b-tch i’d rather bump coltrane
or maybe coldplay if it’s on a warm day
build a wall i spit jalapeños up in your face
they all gassed if they say they flow propane
only time that they finna blow is on cocaine
i’ve been spittin flows since before the f-ckin fourth grade
felt the hunger since your spoiled ass was eating corn flakes
easy as abc lmnop when i sing the hook your girl start to make the o face
but you can have her i don’t care about the hoes man
i already got a girl eat her out like lo mein
you wanna sell so you sold your soul for a gold chain
try and battle me for mine i’m throwing on that war paint
[hook]
hear my god
my heart
i call out to you
for the promises you gave me
cuz they don’t hear what i’m saying
take it all
give me more
cuz i’m falling
crawling back to you

- dbait

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