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letra de switch up - devin malek

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[chorus]
(i was) in the bucket with a blunt, bustin’
had a couple buddies and a bunch of weed
i don’t trust ’em, get sick stomach
n-gg-s switch up when it come to green
how the f-ck are we supposed to eat?
how the f-ck are we supposed to live?
n-gg-s bustin’ when they out in public
we just lost another, i can’t f-ck with this

[verse 1]
i been winnin’, stayed independent
and i know the pen’ tryna catch my soul
never slippin’, had a steady vision
when the system hittin’, i’ma slip the blow
how you spendin’ if you livin’ broke?
n-gg-s trippin’, b-tches quick to lie
faded vixens, don’t play to pimpin’
i ain’t layin’ wit’ ’em, i’m just d-ckin’ mine
it’s a different time, n-gg-s gettin’ highs
but not spittin’ lines, i can’t ride to this
don’t switch the game, i got sh-t to gain
you wanna hit a flame, then i supply the sh-t
done seen the violence, it’s a daily problem
better quit your poppin’ or you payin’ profit
always weighed my options, i been stayin’ honest
most n-gg-s fakin’ when they say they on it
yea i’m trippin’, been rollin’ spliffs
and i’m so dependent on this f-cking weed
but when i hit it and i burn the spinach
that’s the only time that i can really breathe
all these n-gg-s still sippin’ lean
and these b-tches just poppin’ beans
this sh-t is silly, when they hit the city
they really lookin’ like f-ckin’ fiends

[chorus]
in the bucket with a blunt, bustin’
had a couple buddies and a bunch of weed
i don’t trust ’em, get sick stomach
n-gg-s switch up when it come to green
how the f-ck are we supposed to eat?
how the f-ck are we supposed to live?
n-gg-s bustin’ when they out in public
we just lost another, i can’t f-ck with this

[interlude: snoop dogg]
notice how you grow and they don’t
so how do you close the gap?
gotta come back down
when you come back down, you lose

[verse 2]
been busy rushin’ ’til my business b-mpin’
still spreadin’ love and makin’ no mistakes
not wastin’ nothin’, just chasin’ money
told my mama i’ma make it great
i got bigger problems than n-gg-s talkin’
so i don’t get caught up in that petty sh-t
just like a faucet, i can drip it on ya
i split opponents when the pencil hit
i could pull up on you with a 50 clip
instead i k!ll you over on this simple hit
never caught a body, but my partner did
we dont talk about it, problaby got him sick
my only option is to make it big
’cause my momma watchin’, i won’t break your sh-t
got a lot of knowledge from them crazy kids
and them old heads comin’ out the pen

[chorus]
in the bucket with a blunt, bustin’
had a couple buddies and a bunch of weed
i don’t trust ’em, get sick stomach
n-gg-s switch up when it come to green
how the f-ck are we supposed to eat?
how the f-ck are we supposed to live?
n-gg-s bustin’ when they out in public
we just lost another, i can’t f-ck with this

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