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letra de 5am in toronto freestyle - emilio rojas

yea, 1000 miles from home, an afforded condo line
a boardwalk in venice, i’m working out in the promenade
i’ve seen some pain, i went the same amount in dollar signs
the nicest latin rappers is pun, f-ck who they idolize!
f-ck it, i’m drawing lines in the sand
ain’t no begging me for forgiveness, you stand and die like a man
c-ss said i’d co-sign, man i shoulda signed em instead
when they realize that they need you, that’s when they start to resent
so i done created some friendships or resentment
and i wrote some people off, when i said so what’s depended
i’m on tour with dizzy, i told him yo i’mma get it
we rollin in h5’s, too civilized for a civic ooh
i left the tour the day they locked the homie lamb away
told him stay strong, i wrote the man to retract that day
the block was sippin on henny black and that gramoyay
ain’t no champagne since the rumors though i can’t stand rose
funny, that experience is sobering
just heard volume 3, i think they whole sh-t is over with
i didn’t sign, man it’s a blessing in the skies
i would’ve been intertwined with a clique that was in decline
ain’t no dissin, i’m just givin you facts
i heard control once deleted it and did the rehab
and i’ve been home once it’s leaving so my chick getting mad
she don’t trust me when a woman is here and i don’t blame her though
there ain’t no honesty, love is about who lying best
she look at my accounts like the motherf-ckin irs
that sh-t is taxin, i swear it no getting past it
i care but i’m out of character each time that i stress
uhh, i’m the best, i’m the best in my city
sh-t i’m the best in yo city, put yo best up against me
uhh, we just wanna trade them blocks in for backyards
money in my future, them tarot cards is like black cards
yea, and you can charge it to the game
experience the best teacher and lately i’m skippin grades
lately i’m living great, lately i see the hate
n-gg-s be declined invitations to all the places they can’t be
and i be where the haters be, 168 street
a block from that station, where that one train and amy
yea, i’m everything that you can’t be
motherf-cker you ain’t me

- emilio rojas

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