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letra de too deep for the outro - glorious sin

[verse 1]
i am not the n-gga, wait
look, i am not the n-gga you should f-ck wit
yeah, when it comes to these bars boy i bust quick
like a virgin wit a pretty big b-tt chick
you in a war zone strapped wit a musket
all of my n-ggas is ready
no i ain’t g-ssing, left that at the getty
watch as i turn all this rain to confetti, and all this top ramen to angel hair s’getti

dream chasing like meek n ’em
and i ain’t in the game but i’m peekin’ in
it’s looking like them other boys weakening
hot as cast iron press ‘n crease ‘n ’em
yeah, boy this sh-t is getting easier and easier
woo, i’m the sh-t like a gallon actviva
woo, and here’s a little bit of trivia
who’s the only younging still spitting for the love, here’s a clue i would give my whole heart and a kidney up

promised fam i would give it my all
this rap game is like sport boy you gotta have b-lls
and once again mothaf-kas don’t you ask me to pause
listen all i know is go no sitting still is involved
my girl tell me come home but it’s a quarter to naw
it’s a quarter to naw
girl i make my own rules i stay out late as want
like a homeless man’s dog

[hook]
i am not the kid that i use to be girl
so baby please don’t say “what up” when i’m out though
this beat so real i’ll save for the outro
a hundred mill then i’m out though
these long nights turned your boy to a psycho

[verse 2]
yeah, 5 racks on this rap dream, another 2 on lotto tickets
still praying that one day i do win and buy my momma like a thousand kitchens
cook a million dreams in it
side note a n-gga palm is itchin’
so i guess that one day is today,mamma tell yo f-cking job you quitting, unn
man

man i spent like half of my twenties inside
p-ss on plenty pretty p-ssy for a prettier sky
paint the canvas in my blood ’til the day that i die
just to show the things i’ll give so my family is fine, so my family is fine
tell ya girl blow my hand then i’m throwing the die
i need a seven or the only thing i love is gon’ die

man i’m gambling my life away
yeah, when it comes to my fam i’m like a cd with a million scratches you can try me but i’ll never play
yeah, i’m asking god for a quarter billion dollars remembered vanities a sin and said i’ll talk to you another day
but everything is money driven
sh-t, even being sick now cost money n-gga, money ain’t the answer boy tell who you f-ckin kiddin, sh-t
yeah, and word to nasir jones i’ma win n-gga sinna illmatic ask god if it all was written

- glorious sin

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