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letra de come home - est gee

[intro]
(ayy, who that?)
(john gotitt)
hmm, i feel like the streets needed me
wait for a n-gga, i be up in myself
needed a n-gga like me
needed a bag, they ain’t even point the finger at me
(foreverollin)
mmm-mmm, don’t give a f-ck though
yeah, yeah, yeah, and f-ck a n-gga, still
[verse 1]
i thought everythin’ i lost, i’m ‘posed to get it back (i’m ‘posed to get that sh-t back)
i lost my mind, i don’t know how, ’cause my head still attached (my head still on my—)
no way you love me with the same heart that you love a rat (rats)
and never checked a n-gga talkin’ ’bout me behind my back (bеhind my back)
know i’m a villain in my city, not ’cause how i rap (not ’cause how i rap)
becausе i’ll pay a hundred racks to get a n-gga whacked (because i’ll pay a hundred bands to get him dressed)
dude had a diss, he thought for sure it’d put him on the map (lil’ p-ssy on the map)
showed off his progress when them chopper bullets hit his back (brr, brr)
it’s me and kc in the circle, whip it up from scratch
he love me like he love himself, so play with him, you stretched
off indian trail, we movin’ bails, i’m pressin’ the brick
i wasn’t the first to make it out, but i did it the best (you know i did this sh-t the best)
you know i k!lled, they let you eat first, just leave me the rest (you know i keep what i k!lled)
before i let a n-gga stretch me, i’ll die in a wreck (i’ll die behind that)
i’d rather get it off my chest, ‘fore i die with regret (before i die, n-gga)
n-gga a rat and hope a neckless’ll help us forget (rat)
well, you a simple ass, the streets said you wouldn’t be missed
i told him, “link up and let’s hit”, but he did me a b-tch (brr, brr)

[chorus]
know what that rush been (know what that rush—)
when it was tight, i still had bricks, an ice for ten a peace (i still had bricks, an ice for ten)
i got a million for the judge, before he send a three (got a million for the judge, before he send my—)
do somethin’ to you, i’m sendin’ a n-gga on a k!llin’ spree (it’s gon’ be a k!llin’ at mine)
although you gone, you know i miss you, like you missin’ me (like you missin’ me)
when you come home, just know i miss you, like you missin’ me (come home, you know i miss you, like you missin’ me)
all in your guts, nah, miss you like you missin’ (like you missin’ me)
’til you come home, just know i miss you, like you missin’ me
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[verse 2]
who say it’s up with me? i’m out here, i don’t see n0body (i don’t see n0body)
no further questions ’bout my section, you can read about us
mama’ll say i was ungrateful, i ain’t wanna wear checks
she gon’ all missleless, i’m hidin’, i don’t feel her love (feel her love)
i payed the streets from me and ric’, they try put us up
i told myself five times before, two more should be enough
i won’t live forever, so i’ma shoot my gun (i’ma shoot my gun)
the second place the first to lose, i don’t do runner-up (runner-up)
like when you need me, name a time that i ain’t comin’ clutch (like i ain’t comin’ clutch every time)
you dropped a bomb, but we was dogs, so i’m pick it up (i ain’t—)
i’m askin’ hoes the wale closets, i ain’t do him nothin’
i did so much, still don’t feel nothin’ like i ain’t did enough (hmm)

- est gee

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