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letra de 111 - diizii & thedirtybunny

[intro: diizii]
go!

[verse: diizii]
i gave you the tools, you choose if it’s h-ll or it’s heaven, hol’ up, what? (what?)
and, b-tch, they be cappin’ if they told you that we be beggin’
you dead by the system or weapons? (buh!)
and the b-tch used to put me in second, tuh
f-ck it, i’m goin’ for seconds (yeah)
“do yo’ n-ggas be eating?” is the question (the question)
i’m listenin’, n-gga, no comment, right? (right?)
i’m with tdb, you know we comin’ right (right?)
if you want the fade, n-gga, that sh-t is light (right?)
visionaries, we faded, you know that right? (right?)
look in my eyes and you see the kid (b-tch)
thinkin ‘bout sh-t he wish that he never did (fasho)
wishin’ he could turn back time
like, is this life even mine?
and it’s been on my– huh, yeah!
hol’ up, it’s been on mind, we cannot turn back time (turn it back)
told my lil’ shorty, “what’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine”
so don’t give ‘em what they want when they show up in line
you missin’ old homies? well, okay, that’s fine
but do not run back, don’t even try
go do you, n-gga, it’s only one life
look at you b-tches, the table have turned
i’m too geeked for you n-ggas, i’m already turnt
too geeked for you n-ggas, you lastin’ ‘bout one more lil’ week, little n-gga
little stick with the trigger (phew)
the stick want my itchy finger, so go figure
if you real, then stay and watch how we get bigger
if i’m kickin’ the cup, it’s just to save my liver
not kickin; the blunt, though, b-tch, cry me a river
phew, that lil’ one for the og (yeah!)
don’t speak on me if you don’t know me (h-ll nah)
they say, “at the top, it gets lonely” (the f-ck?)
well, could it be different? if only, tuh (yeah)
i’m sick of repeated excuses (uh-huh)
they don’t want war but they lightin’ the fuses (ah!)
talkin’ to me? i do not know who you is (who is you?)
when they gon’ learn we been ruthless? (when?)
it’s about time y’all done quit it, yeah!
we finna knock off yo’ fitted (doo-doo-doo)
you n-ggas thought i was kiddin’?
yeah, you b-tches thought we could kick it?
uh, doin’ this sh-t for my city
yeah, lil’ shawty showin’ them titties
all of them youngin’s want pity
tuh, but, f-ck ‘em, nah, they won’t be gettin’ it
nah, forget all ‘em first impressions
‘cause ain’t no one i’m tryna impress, yeah
if he switchin’ up, then go press him (b-tch)
check out my wrist, it need president (sh-t)
and, n-gga, my gift is my presence
i’m doin’ it without no mention
i’m gettin’ rid of all the tension
and my heart beatin’ at 111, yeah
[outro: diizii]
i hope i don’t gotta repeatin’ myself
when i say- when i say, “man, one day we gon’ run this sh-t”
but i say this sh-t quite frequently
it’s actiive entertainment, it’s nsayn entertainment
it’s whatever the f-ck you want
this is the faded visionaries
and we here to bring you along with the–
man, with the journey, you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s actiive

- diizii thedirtybunny

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