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letra de dead tears - diamhorn

dead tears lyrics

intro:

i can’t cry, no more
and i can’t be sad too
ay
no i can’t be broken
you know?
ay

verse 1:
i told my tears that the last time will be my last
i stay strong like in bed i wanna always last
so when the problems run up on me i ain’t stopping for the ass
when the traumas hit up me i’ma fill up all them gas

i’ma always need the p-ssy to eat my weed
cos the memories always wanna speed my greed
if you see me cry please don’t be sympathetic
i cry to free my mind pls don’t be so pathetic
the tears rolling in my eyes don’t mean i’m a p-ssyĺ
know that these bars arе not for n-ggas who don’t get p-ssy
my struggle makes mе cry to be happy in suit and tie
i’ma grind till i die, from the streets to the star
the bottom line is to let the song cry
suck and f-ck and stay alive
i ain’t willing to die but i can pay the sacrifice
i’ve paid a couple with my legs boy that’s lane to lane
i’ve trek a lot but it still don’t make me tory lanez
no dime it ain’t funny i paid a couple with my tears
time fly so i gotta ride out for my pairs
the bills on me like the nipples pointing on me
my n-ggas on the road like a f-cking zombie
f-ck it n-ggas blowing outside boy
outside is not the same as here boy
my tears only makes me cry boy
i know that fame ain’t freedom
i know that money ain’t freedom
and diamond chains only mean they hold hostage
the fancy cars only mean they hold you hostage
the spotlights only mean they hold you hostage
the fast life only mean they hold you hostage
if i try and i fail then i’ll be godd-mned
that’s why there’s nothing in the world that i could condemn
cos i’m too sure to f-ck ’em b-tches and hoes when i finally make it out
that’s why my n-ggas always ask what’s the way out
sleepless nights with drugs, n-ggas wanna cash out
if the car crash too we’ll gonn still make it out
if plane crash too we’ll gonn still make it out
i’m more concern with n-ggas thinking about success
i’m concerned with b-tches thinking about success
b-tch ass b-tches
p-ssy ass b-tches
i only f-ck with those who can truely f-ck well
my tears on exile with no textile
adam and even leave they still breath but don’t live god press delete
complete revelation from the past to make competition

- diamhorn

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