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letra de i don't know what this song is called - despot

[sample: tmnt 4 announcer]
big apple, 3 am

[verse 1: despot]
i’m posted up on easy street
it’s 3, i need to sleep
n-body know the troubles that i seen or brought with me
i’m seeing heaven in reflections off your jesus piece
some diamonds on your bezel dancing with the devil cheek to cheek
[?] all by myself
i looked both ways but the sky fell
got clientele, now it’s buy/sell
[?]
no one copping from you impostors
dare one of you run up and stop us
put so many dollars on top of your noggin
it’s starting to f-ck with your posture
them youngins’ll come at you fresh out they mommas
they barely could hold up the choppers
when them children left unattended
they bound to make messes that no one could mop up
and even if it isn’t switched on
i swear that i still hear the ringtone
i’m haunted by the ghosts of flip phones
get sentimental when the work gone

[hook: despot]
i got my mind on my money
my money on my mind
if your mind’s on my money
my money’s on you gon’ die
got something for you dummies who plotting on taking mine
so why you running from me? you know there’s no place to hide
okay, you either ride or die
it look like time to decide
or let jesus take the wheel
or there gon’ be suicide
i think even if he real
probably don’t know how to drive
you should lie and cheat and steal
you might make it out alive

[verse 2]
i stumbled out of the whip
drunk as f-ck with a limp and still clutching a fifth
water drip off of my wrist
and it froze to my kicks till i don’t ever slip
something big tucked to my hip
better duck it or dip ’cause i’m gon’ let it hit
said you got heat and your clique
holding clips ain’t no sparks coming off of them sticks
got some time i don’t know what to do with
got a nine and i know how to use it
wonder why you find all that confusing
and you still do that sh-t that you doing

[verse 3]
okay, i get it how i live it, motherf-cker i ain’t living right
so run and tell your mothers that i’m coming for they kids tonight
and duck under the covers once they tuck you in and hit the lights
and hug ’em like you love ’em ’cause this could be your last kiss goodnight

[hook]

- despot

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