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letra de accident - fn dadealer

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[intro]
these hoes got to hear this sh-t, saucii

[chorus]
i done ran this sh-t up on a accident
he want smoke about a ho, i hit on accident (slime)
f-ck these shows, if i go broke, we right back flippin’ packs again
i feel like i’m chosen, package loadin’, [i’m with jack sh-t?]
i see n-ggas jackin’ (jackin’)
dior on my jacket (jacket)
i was never askin’ (askin’), i just made it happen (happen)
i done turned my whole life around, who would’ve imagined this?
and i keep a whole lot of rounds, don’t think my jacket sh-t
[verse 1]
trappin’ sh-t, now i got my feet off in this rappin’ sh-t
both feet out the streets, i’m tryna see how far this rappin’ get
might be in too deep, but i ain’t sing, so, how you think?
i ain’t run out of this green, i run this sh-t up in my sleep
as a youngin chasin’ dreams, i feel like martin luther king
i lost it all, i got on my knees
and i was beggin’ god, “please”
everthing that look good ain’t always what it seems
i’m still in thе hood like i ain’t got nowhere to bе, ’cause i’m a g

[chorus]
i done ran this sh-t up on a accident
he want smoke about a ho, i hit on accident (slime)
f-ck these shows, if i go broke, we right back flippin’ packs again
i feel like i’m chosen, package loadin’, [i’m with jack sh-t?]
i see n-ggas jackin’ (jackin’)
dior on my jacket (jacket)
i was never askin’ (askin’), i just made it happen (happen)
i done turned my whole life around, who would’ve imagined this?
and i keep a whole lot of rounds, don’t think my jacket sh-t

[verse 2]
woah, my lil’ whodie ‘nem be whackin’ sh-t (whackin’ sh-t)
woah, bro still tryna get all that packin’ sh-t (yeah)
nah, this sh-t ain’t stolen, paid cash, n-gga
pink slip in the mail, that mean i’m in my bag, n-gga
told her, “f-ck with me,” ’cause my bag bigger
got that type of cash to make a b-tch forget her last n-gga (on god)
and i ain’t even tryna brag, n-gga (on god)
i know how it feel not to have it, n-gga (on god)
[chorus]
i done ran this sh-t up on a accident
he want smoke about a ho, i hit on accident (slime)
f-ck these shows, if i go broke, we right back flippin’ packs again
i feel like i’m chosen, package loadin’, [i’m with jack sh-t?]
i see n-ggas jackin’ (jackin’)
dior on my jacket (jacket)
i was never askin’ (askin’), i just made it happen (happen)
i done turned my whole life around, who would’ve imagined this?
and i keep a whole lot of rounds, don’t think my jacket sh-t (woah, yeah)

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