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letra de let me breathe - g.b.o.

[verse 1]

i never change from beast mode, the cheat code is sawn in my genes though
born to be lethal, you couldn’t kick it with me with steel toes
for reals though, i’m always uncontested like free throws
you n-gg-s taking shots should stop, watch, my timings top notch
i time the top spot, i time it perfectly, and if y’all ain’t heard of me
cause i’m deep in the cut like i’m dying of surgery
you’re upset, ’cause i wrote this on the jet, hopping out the s
while you cashing all your checks, but a thousand ain’t a flex
your dealer owns your debt, your dealer owns your neck
your dealer owns your royalties i bet
yeah i bet, got no clout or respect, you a clown and depressed
upside down, you a mess, running now, you upset, running how, cut your legs
let’s address how this man sitting (man city) got no pep in his step
step, to the left to the left, all these fake n-gg-s in a box to the left
all these fake n-gg-s have got no respect
and less credible than a female bodybuilders chest
yes, i got that bounce like some br–sts, yes, i got that bounce like your checks
yes, so you should bounce cause i’m next
you don’t bounce same way tennis b-lls don’t bounce of the net
god bless

[verse 2]

these fake f-cks are fake f-cks, their chain and their bracelets
they say that they caked up, think it’s in reference to how they wear their make-up
why faces stay flush, it’s all a straight bluff
their diamonds shy, they can’t shine they stay blush
i’ve seen their chains up, close their ain’t much
they might as well be infinity stones they’re made up
cloudy in nature, there is no paper, felony charges? there’s nothing raked up
there’s no one taped up, no guns no tasers
these n-gg-s outer line they lie they need to shape up
i’m thee eraser, i plead we….f-ck it

[bridge]

i just flew to london spent a grip for my feet
going thor, with zeus, up in tape with my g
feel like gods’ son on this beat
i got some’n for the streets
hot ones let me breathe

i just flew to london, spent a grip for my feet
going thor, with zeus up in tape with my g
feel like gods’ son on this beat
i got some’n for the street
not once i’ll repeat

[verse 3]

this my life, that’s why robert said it twice
but life’s a b-tch and that b-tch is locked in my studio to die (kellz)
married to the game that’s why there is no you and i
this game like hunger games only the truest will survive
so i’m, doing the most playing this game like i’m supposed
f-ck these hoes is what a playa been told
focused! not cutting white on the porcelain
i cut these f-cking d-ckheads off like it’s foreskin
i stay free from these fools who faultin’
and fight forces of evil from forming
i foresaw the fall but didn’t fall in
life’s fickle as f-ck my forewarning’s
keep your sh-t tight, tight like a corset, ’cause i ride this wave right till you’re all wet
and we don’t sink like like got no faucet, and we don’t force it glide over flawless
exchange words with wordsmiths you do nought
my lexicon long, yours’s leprechaun form it’s too short
don’t play this game i am running lines addicts would snort
blow my whistle, on you just hope you a good sport

[outro]

tête-à-tête with bidz on the cellular
conversate how to deal with haters on the regular
we all know why they hatin’, ’cause they scared of us
but we don’t give a f-ck god be protecting us

- g b o

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