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letra de 333 - derek knives

[intro]
still lookin’ for my pot of gold
still colorin’ my heart a rose
but still me
still me

[verse]
you can get it like this, get it like that
you talkin like a b-tch, we rubbin’ off the wax
on a graveyard shift, i ain’t got no time to chat
finna’ kiss my fist if you really wanna scr-p
i’m tryna get me my chips, and fix my bags
my hits don’t miss, they be blowin’ too fast
for these young bird brains, that be livin’ past
so ahead of my time, so ahead of my class
and i’m ringin’ all the bells, out here tryna have some fun, out here tryna grab my ones
tryna get anotha’ sale, i ain’t bouta brand no guns, i can’t really stand no one
so i’m makin my own trail, i ain’t come to hear no fuss, i’m just tryna smoke my blunt
tryna stay outside the cell, tryna sip out holy grails

[outro]
bro don’t come with that f-ck sh-t, i hear too much of nothin’
so stop with the fussin’, man please stop the stuntin’
them t–th that i’m dustin, that peace that i’m clutchin’
that reach that i’m touchin’, ain’t somethin but nothin
once i get to rushin’, once i get to huntin’
i won’t settle for nothin, won’t settle for nothin, no
yeah yeah yeah
i won’t settle for nothing, wow
f-ck
yeah

- derek knives

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