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letra de dirty money - diesel clockwork

[verse 1: diesel clockwork]
as of late, negative headsp-ce
i ain’t got the time for a mental health day
change of pace, now we runnin late
recently been feeling like my voice ain’t got a say
got over that, shed the weight from my back
you can see my jawline cast a shadow on my neck
uhn, why am i stressed? i’m not tryna be the best
i ain’t a maid, i’m out here cleaning up the mess
smoke to celebrate, we smokin to cope
talk sh-t about me, i’ll wash that mouth with soap
yeah, feeling like a detonator ready to blow
pour some water on me, peep the flowers that grow
no way, tell em no way
you can’t come and take from me what i worked hard to make
no way, tell em no way
you can’t come and take from me what i worked hard to make
working hard but they don’t seem to see my value
story of my life, but i dont even gotta tell you
easy to complain but its tough to own up
this time i’m gonna change, but its prolly a bluff
pyromanic with a couple priors
don’t throw water on a f-cking grease fire
got some property, i’m looking for a buyer
plannin’ a getaway, visit tripadvisor
jig is up, so it’s time to sack up
my jersey in the rafters from gathering all these dubs
drop 20 on they heads, then we pad the stats
take liberties with me and your ass is grass
[verse 2: dacheech]
and they all so sleazy
can’t see shade like stevie
and i wonder why
rolling up that dutch
oh got me h-lla high
oh who the h-ll am i
kicking like i’m cobra kai
need a taste of that sweet apple pie
don’t glorify
imma die
like i’m crucified
checks now i’m verified
blunts now i’m very fried
don’t verify
i’m just the guy
that they go to
call me quentin tarantino
my money standing tall
yours danny just devito
been chilling
i’ve been just below zero
all of my homies just riding dirty packing the strap
white boy jesus sticker selling pack out the back
dirty money turned it clean momma patted the back
walked in clean know i put a thousand on black
only thing i’ve been worried about is making a bag
getting texts from my exes that i don’t want
i’m getting texts from my exes they be missing me
money diamonds that i tend just to really flaunt
more sins weighing down on me
honestly i gotta show the chain
just to show my pain
the weight is getting heavy
causing more than shoulder pain
numbing me like nova cane
oh running through my veins
rolling double dutches
had to take it to the face
[verse 3: diesel clockwork]
go take a shot, but you best not miss
you know what they say, beware of greeks bearing gifts
razor blade held tight between my fist
imma cool your ass down with the ice on my wrist
dirty money in the laundry that we washin
to all the feds listenin’, im just joshing
nicotine buzz, i don’t like to do it often
i stopped by just to beat the breaks off em
shout out keith harring, word to basquiat
i wanna make an impact, not be an afterthought
homeboy lookin sleepy, need a booster shot
heard he got a bad b-tch but she talks a lot
quit talking, i don’t wanna hear that
scared of ghosts? no i never fear that
steal the drill straight from his gear bag
he a p-ssy, doctors can’t cure that
like a shark, tryna burst, from the mermaids purse
looking alert, with the dominance, i choose to assert
he getting burned, stealin ankles, imma give em the works
he throwin dirt, make sure, that he leave in a he-rs-
might be a curse, in the words, that i spit in this verse
but in turn, never learned, imma take em to church
on a search, since my birth, they been scouring the earth
rip off my shirt, quench your thirst, reap the flowers i earned
i’m well-versed, know my worth, have a little dessert
so absurd, heard the chirps, that some day i’d return
they got hurt, reimbursed, consider your self cured
getting worse, they’re concerned, ask em what they prefer

- diesel clockwork

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