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letra de kilo/paradise - gatsby

[verse 1: gatsby]
dropped trilluminati, now a n-gga seeing gold
took a look at your catalog now you n-ggas feeling old
stunting when i’m cuffing only with hoes that fit the mold
stupid bold i’m out the window like f-ck your goals
with a bad broad, her walls would talk if they could
talk a good ball game pivot on my hard wood
sonning these n-ggas man i’m stunting like yo pops should
i’m living like pac would if those shots woulda popped suge
flossing hard down your blvd like i got
naked pics of god if you try to pull my card, you can’t box
with short arms, f-ck remaining calm
my palms jot napalm whenever my brainstorms
came thru, seat 2, german engineering
new b-tch present, old b-tch interfering its apparent
that im that dude, f-cking abiding rules
i’m gerald butler sitting behind bars with these tools
bad b-tches find two that wheel like a ducatti
cause i’m stunting harder than jesus and mr. t in a 2020 bugatti
f-ck your hobby, i’m nasir in 89 spitting lines out the lobby
can’t deny me, am i your favorite rapper in tampa, more than probably
now they looking at me crazy like i’m jumping on they couch
now they looking at they lady cause i’m bumping in they house
and they bumping at the gums got my name all in they mouth
like gatsby that sh-t is crazy when you dropping now
gotd-mn i’m the f-cking man
came thru looking like i’m a thousand grams
and i sell my sound by the kilo
they say they got it for cheap but its that cut n-gga we know
we got that pure man call that sh-t rico
they say they playing for keeps but give it up, juno
wrath of cain man take em to the new era
n-ggas couldn’t carry what we earn rip paul bearer

[verse 3: gatsby]

every time i step to this mic
i try to envision what heaven sounds like
what of the devil’s sound bites
am i in trouble over this treble and b-ss
try not to lose my place lose my pace
in this race road to redemption don’t even touch the lace
cause life’s a trip, i often walk in no shoes
so you can’t relate to how i’m living just know no pain is a given
and strength ain’t forgivin, it’s just knowing better
hate nowadays is like the new religion, love is winter in the thinnest sweater
and dudes want they summer back
no cross trainers, tell them flamers gon run it back
them doubters wanna hold me back
cause they spineless, but we moving like how the time left
timeless, minus the watch and you ain’t seeing us
third eye sh-t, all on my d-ck
j. gatz make ’em relax when the b-ss kick
let’s just face it
n-ggas hate it cause
like lucifer when we blaze it straight disgrace it
doubt and worry are the devil so
will chasing perfection get me to the pearly gates
with this music i’m just
tryna relate to what god did when he gave adam his face
that’s how i feel about beats of mine that i lace
tell them n-ggas back up
back in this b-tch, we in heat watch us act up
like we playing for the heavens these lyrical weapons
bust like double ds, you aim wrong
ya family singing that same song, they on the outside looking in
while we at your wake sipping gin
or do i got it backwards
am i just looking in, to my sin?
that’s the sh-t that i asked the pastor

- gatsby

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