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letra de straight 2 da face - dempseyrollboy

[chorus]
another blunt straight to da face
to manage all this pain
to jump in outer sp-ce
to hide all my mistakes
another blunt straight to da face
’til i can’t feel my face
’til i accept my fate
’til i see heaven’s gates

[verse 1]
i ain’t here to make no friends
b-tch, i am here ’til i make m’s
i ain’t here to follow trends
i’m here to start a trend
stay real until the end, i mean for real until the end
these rubey’s look like lava like the cincinnati reds
overdose an’ on this drank, i love it so much, it’s pink
i’m jus’ ridin’ my own wave ’cause if i don’t, i’ll sink
i’m makin’ a profit off of everything i think
dempseyrollboy, that’s my name
i wrote that sh-t in ink
i jus’ f-ck it, there’s no comin’ down
when you come up, they come around
i’m too short, i can’t dumb it down
i’m big time, b-tch, i shut it down
smokin’ on it while whippin’ a nascar
push it aside, i go fast like a jaguar
mess it again when i go to the sidebar
runnin my numbers again, i’m a trackstar
it ain’t easy, but it’s fair
they see my face, they stop and stare
i saw my option, breathin’ air
me n’ you, we don’t compare
let’s start wit’ the sh-t i wear
let’s stop wit’ the sh-t you wear
i’m just in a different league
i’m just a different bread, i swear
[chorus]
another blunt straight to da face
to manage all this pain
to jump in outer sp-ce
to hide all my mistakes
another blunt straight to da face
’til i can’t feel my face
’til i accept my fate
’til i see heaven’s gates

[verse 2]
i’m catchin’ bodies every time i write, light [?] me
these drugs is really f-ckin’ wit’ my mind, psychology
i’m goin’ at it every single night, i’m honestly in pain
i might f-ck around and die, that’s comedy
paint me in blue faces, baby, pls do not pay me no mind
i got two lines to my answers, i said, “god, give me a sign”
i can’t help it, i stay flexin’, tell me when did numbers lie?
block on me decides to take us, boy don’t make this rocket fly
f-ck it, i’m not compassionate, murder, kidnap an’ trafficking
savage and sayin’ blasphemous
i’m stuck in sleep paralysis
smokin’ and hidingly, spitting my [?]
f-ck on my haters, they wanna get rid of me
countin’ me out and look what it did to me
now i’m a legend, i’m like the epitome
stuck in a lab, i mean where i really be
my b-tches better be dancin’ like billy g
now i keep a .30, b-tch, right on my skinny jeans
f-ck all these rappers, i sh-t on my mini-me’s
y’all don’t want smoke, i mean that’s not a pretty thing
i make a hit then i f-ck on a pretty thing
y’all ‘ont know about nothin’, y’all gotta be kiddin’ me
i’m on a mission, i’m doin’ inevitably…
[chorus]
another blunt straight to da face
to manage all this pain
to jump in outer sp-ce
to hide all my mistakes
another blunt straight to da face
’til i can’t feel my face
’til i accept my fate
’til i see heaven’s gates

- dempseyrollboy

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