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letra de convicted felon - duwap kaine

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[intro]
(tron, can you come back to earth?)

[verse]
cafeteria, everybody gon’ eat
whip out fire, got ’em runnin’ on feet
talkin’ down, i can’t wait ’til we meet
saw my face, he ain’t know it was me
put his ass on a zumiez graphic tee
bad b-tch, and she like, “what’s the tea?”
beat a n-gga ass like mr. t
robbin’ n-ggas, man, i was a thief
was a thief in the night
draco wit’ a muhf-ckin’ knife
convicted felon, oh, isn’t that nice?
’cause i did the dash on 29th
that n-gga a b-tch, i don’t get the hype
he shoot up, and i swear, he a hype
my n-gga was in jail so long, he came home, he was tryna use skype
not mario, but she tryna get piped
need another ho for another d-mn night
he sellin’ his [?] if the price right
feel like the migos, beat it up, fight night
these n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, and you can tell
they hate, and i just wish they ass well
you in that courtroom, you gon’ tell
ain’t say sh-t, then you woulda got bailed
godd-mn, man, i swear that you failed
she touchin’ on me like she blind and i’m braile
good gas, but this sh-t not for sale
he gon’ put his soul up, yeah, for sale
f-ck, d-mn, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck, don’t try my fam
my cousin k!ll yo’ ass over a gram
don’t talk sh-t on the muhf-ckin’ gram
might walk down, give a f-ck who i am
from the southside, b-tch, we say yes ma’am
h-lla motion, b-tch, you know i don’t scam
wake up, trap in the am
who the f-ck is that? i made him
your n-gga broke, but no shade to him
i got her ’cause you know that i’m him
my pockets fat, and they said, f-ck a gym
f-ck 12
f-ck the cia too
f-ck the dea too
countin’ money on a pj, boo
claim he a thug, he ain’t rich like me, boo
street n-gga, but i left the streets, boo
felon, i can’t be ’round that glock .40
left you for another b-tch, now i’m missin’ you
[chorus]
southside, westside, i’m reppin’ the crew
convicted felon, put a [?]
miss thuggin’ on the street, n-gga, wit’ my crew
convicted felon, so i can’t even shoot
southside, westside, i’m reppin’ the crew
convicted felon, put a [?]
miss thuggin’ on the street, n-gga, wit’ my crew
convicted felon, so i can’t even shoot

[outro]
(tron, can you come back to earth?)

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