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letra de guitar session 045 - frank beats (ny)

[intro]
(ooh, frank)

[chorus: fr33bandit]
like, got so many feelings that’s bottled inside (on god)
stayin’ humble but i’ll never swallow my pride (at all)
so i’m steppin’, only puttin’ trust inside my weapon
followin’ god but don’t know where i’m headed (at all)
hope heaven, feel like it’s h-ll where i’m livin’ (where i’m livin’)
cut off some n-ggas i loved
had to tell them, “good riddance” (good riddance)
so don’t get in your feelings

[verse 1: quelly woo]
so don’t get in your bag
traded the love for percys, i feel better
catch a tan, no matter the weather
she wanna f-ck, but shе got a fella
will i make it to heavеn? i hope so
my demon talk to me like, “nah, it’s a no-go”
when i needed you, you was a no-show
totin’ on jojo, i got the mojo
we some demons protected by angels
circle your block like some turntables
one day gon’ say to my mom i’m on cable
like, d-mn, your baby made it
even though everyone hated
knew i was chosen, i never debated
now it’s dior for the fragrance
now it’s lv for the buckle
like, d-mn, y’all n-ggas in trouble
when i throw, i know bandit throwin’ double
i just wanna see red like knuckle
she met the woo, now she wet like puddle
like, d-mn, she wanna tussle
hop in the bed like she ready to rumble
feel like gunna, that b-tch wanna rest
whenever you fallin’, just know i’ma catch—
[chorus: fr33bandit]
like, got so many feelings that’s bottled inside (on god)
stayin’ humble but i’ll never swallow my pride (at all)
so i’m steppin’, only puttin’ trust inside my weapon
followin’ god but don’t know where i’m headed (at all)
hope heaven, feel like it’s h-ll where i’m livin’ (where i’m livin’)
cut off some n-ggas i loved
had to tell them, “good riddance” (good riddance)
so don’t get in your feelings

[verse 2: fr33bandit]
what you know about bein’ on go? (like, what?)
on parole, still clutchin’ your pole (grrah-grrah)
pour a four, got time movin’ slow
never know when it’s my time to go (like, to go)
can’t slip, gotta move with a g-lock (g-lock)
i be rockin’ dior like it’s reeboks
opps always runnin’, they duckin’ they tree tops
beefin’ with n-ggas i knew since like knee-high
goin’ through sh-t, i just don’t understand it (understand it)
takin’ drugs when it’s too hard to manage (hard to manage)
f-ck love, it be leavin’ me damaged (f-ck love)
in the field it get real, you can’t panic (like, what?)
what you know about bein’ wit’ gang
and as time goin’ by, you just watchin’ ’em vanish?
what you know about spinnin’ the block
with a chop that’s broke, gotta shoot double-handed? (grrah-grrah)
but i gotta stay strong (stay strong)
when it’s beef, i ain’t tryna prolong (prolong)
you my brother, i slide if you right or you wrong
it ain’t cap when i say it in songs (i’m on go)
i been livin’ to die since the day i was born (like, what?)
it might numb but the pain never gone (never gone)
bend his block tryna see what he on (what he on)
gotta stay patient, this sh-t takin’ long (takin’ long)
but it made me a man
beefin’ with n-ggas i knew since the sand (since sand)
watched n-ggas switch, they ain’t part of the clan (like, what?)
wasn’t much but i did what i can (grrah-grrah, boom)
don’t freeze up when that gun in your hand
caught him lackin’, he prayin’ it jam
once i shoot, i’m just prayin’ i land
glock got a drum, i ain’t makin’ up tales (grrah-grrah, boom)
[chorus: fr33bandit]
like, got so many feelings that’s bottled inside (on god)
stayin’ humble but i’ll never swallow my pride (at all)
so i’m steppin’, only puttin’ trust inside my weapon
followin’ god but don’t know where i’m headed (at all)
hope heaven, feel like it’s h-ll where i’m livin’ (where i’m livin’)
cut off some n-ggas i loved
had to tell them, “good riddance” (good riddance)
so don’t get in your feelings

- frank beats ny

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