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letra de tables turning - dj lucas & dvnt beats

[intro: dj lucas]
(dj)
(you got this b-tch on garageband? you goin’ crazy)
dj
i can hear the plane goin’ over my head right now, man, it’s dj
huh? (yoom)
let me talk my talk, let me talk my talk, let me talk my talk, man, it’s dj, dj
man, music is my one true love, man, you know what i’m sayin’? (let me talk my talk, man, dj, dj, dj, dj, man)
dj
yeah

[verse 1: dj lucas]
am i deserving?
let’s stand up ’cause the tables always turning (yup)
and mom said the lyrics in my music sound concerning (dj)
that’s why i’m dealing, always searching for a feeling
sometimes, the nine-to-five starts to seem more appealing (money)
the small-town ceiling, so i’m chilling at the barn
chemdog in my bleep, the smoke spillin’ out the car (smoke)
lifted, not sure if i’m crazy or i’m gifted (crazy)
fully gone, life’s a roller coaster and i’m holdin’ on (yoom)
roll the bob ’cause it burn longer (smoke)
my girl’s dad even knows i’m livin’ life as a disturbed author (yeah)
don’t be jumpin’ at the low offer (nope)
she came in through the bathroom window, i feel like joe c-cker (dj)
conversations with the devil
like yes, i talk my talk, but i ain’t stoopin’ to your level (never)
light the spliff
and i be drivin’ ’round the sticks
got a custy in the white sedan that’s right outside of d-ck’s
am i delusional? (dj)
’cause i keep on treating life like it’s a musical (smoke)
you fool me once, that’s unexcusable (hah)
i’m rollin’ up, you see the resin from the zaza in my cuticles (smoke)
up and down i-91 like massm-tual (yoom)
[interlude: dj lucas & blaksmif]
am i deserving?
let’s stand up ’cause the tables always turning (dj)
mom says the lyrics in my music sound concerning (clean, clean, clean)
let me talk my talk, man, it’s dj, dj, dj, man (dj)
clean, clean, huh?
yo, yo, check

[verse 2: blaksmif]
been doin’ this sh-t since n-ggas played 5a
when movin’ legit isn’t the way, crime pays
and a prayer won’t save whoever gets in my way
’cause i don’t give a f-ck, my feng shui kanye
work tucked in the trunk, a n-gga lived the live way
third sl-t in a month, this b-tch a brick of fine yay
they bust through the front, we finna sit with nine-trey
been f-ckin’ you up with every l!ck and lime play
b-tch fumbled you up, let us in the side way
no ordinary love, this b-tch look like sade
the p-ssy be the bait, a taste be high-stakes
the piff from 98, it taste like fine grapes
i hold the can like a begging homeless man
no cereal on the pieces, i sold golden grahams
my wife could’ve told the ‘gram subscribe to her onlyfans
and y’all would pay even if you ain’t a lonely man
’cause she that fine
and i hope you run away so i could clap spine
i had to let ’em know that we back, slime
’bout to take this white girl and do it big like it’s tax time
they would rather put these verses in the bible ‘fore they scr-p mine
steve harvey before the baldy, this sh-t’s a flat line
y’all ain’t reppin’ western mass in your raps
and the facts is n-ggas bitin’ the apple like mac sign
smif

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