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letra de run it back - deemxnn

[verse 1: deemxnn]
so run it back
b-tch your money flat
try to jack my sound, i’ll take it back
then your sh-t is whack
glock 45 and it’s bout to blast
your top on the dash
standing tall with racks, i’m dressed in black
packing body bags
turn em all to ash yeah
n-ggas don’t want war with the devil
i’m seeing red when i pull up
his trigger finger gon fumble
bad lil b-tch stay upon my d-ck
she know that they ain’t my level
i’m getting paper, straight blood money just to care for my mental
straight to the pedal uh
it’s a fact that i come from the jungle no emotion you must be joking
like you posted in that b-tch without no mask and fully loaded
wanna try me, come find me till i’m dead so b-tch quit the roaming
and i’ll leave you with promised problems proceed with fully caution

n-ggas around still afraid of me
hate on my sound and becoming my enemies
i got a glock and it’s laying right next to me
do not disturb and don’t f-ck with me mentally
sent to the gates with my demons no empathy
skin up his body that sh-t is my therapy
emptied the clip then i dig up my sanity
aimed for his neck and i made his ass history yuh
[verse 2: smoke bomb]
so run it back
always smoking that same pack
that sh-t booth, can’t mess with that
i put this scene into a headlock
need my mind clear in the black
i g-slide without permissions in my exo, anti wack
you need devotion just to say “f-ck that” to go and get it back
i wipe my heart on the slate cause the sh-t that i spit is so real, without the cap
doing this day to day like i never been on game or ever had played this map
elimate my enemies with barks in faces, can’t get those back
never been one for turning, look in my eyes if i never turn back
zero’s, all you n-ggas went from hero’s to, agh, zero’s
you don’t know what’s good for me, so what the f-ck do you know?
you stay tripping like you gone off ecstasy and pre-rolls
i go nomad, i just move without a home
you know, yeah, i been on vanta flow
soho, where the dojo at, location undisclosed
this sh-t from my dome like air i breathe that flows out my mouth hole
i’m really the de vil, my name’s noel if you ain’t f-ckin

- deemxnn

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