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letra de zodiac killer - dillon mccluskey

[sample]
question to dillon, talking about haters, on a personal level, how does it feel to you to be a villain? obviously you’re a tough player, it motivates you, but at the same time probably it upsets you, you didn’t do anything wrong

[produced by simileé]

[intro]
i don’t have nothing cool to say on this one
this is more or less like an open letter to
well i mean, you know who you are

[verse 1]
i need a partner who know how to play the game
but sometimes you gotta remind me like its spades
you seen the cards i was dealt, this suit cleaned me up nicely
gambled with my life, both timеs it got pricey
i told you every story, bеhind every scar
i fell asleep while you played your favorite songs in the car
i took the high road, i still knew i wouldn’t get far
you tryna get in law school, you got me passing the bar
i cracked the code, i could pull any girl on my wishlist
too inconsistent to maintain and i admit it
music gets the best to me, my work don’t match my checks
but i tell myself i’ll get paid for that eventually
i spun the block on people just to show them that i changed
it broke my heart when i realized they stayed the same
block your story on the gram, out of sight, out of mind
we fall out, i get blocked or watched like primetime
how naïve to think you really think of me
when none of this was real, can’t be reality
you was never my girl, at least you never claimed to be
too honest and too real, you couldn’t handle me, when it came to be
i catch myself wondering how you been?
have you ate, how’s the pets, and your mom and the kids?
are you back in school or are you still working the same shift?
doing the most for someone who sees me as an option
so watch this, how fast i’m in the opposite direction
gotta stay open like there’s no slot protection
made it through the fire, that’s the natural selection
you gotta let it burn homie, these are my confessions
the main character got plot armor
mi amor couldn’t thug it out ’til i got offers
i could put you on a new level, we top golfing
y’all don’t wanna see the dog off the leash, this a shock collar
yeah, i’m more like a shot caller
nah, f-ck that, where the weed at?

- dillon mccluskey

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