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letra de one, two - graahm

[part i: “one, two”]

[intro]
know myself
i wish that i could disclose myself
doin’ my best to control my health
and just roll out into the water, right?
yeah (uh), it go like one, two

[verse]
reminiscin’ ‘bout the old days
revertin’ back into my old ways
outside late at night, tryna fixate my mind on the brighter side
hope my ego dies, if not, it’s gon’ be the death of me
need a paper bag just to help me breathe (huh)
i run away, i’m grabbin’ the keys
don’t got the strength to do what i need
so secretly, i’m hopin’ that you gon’ leave
i ain’t been at where i need to be (nah)
yeah, i ain’t been at where i need to be (uh)
dialin’ through different frequencies (yeah)
and recently, been attempting to keep peace
hope my friends stay with me through my hurricanes
i’m hopin’ the clouds break, uh, yeah (hopin’ the clouds break)
is it brighter days? (is it brighter days?)
live my life in waves (live my life in waves)
got too much on my plate, say
baby, you don’t really know me, don’t even know myself (know myself)
i wish that i could disclose myself (disclose myself)
doin’ my best to control my health (catchin’ my, yeah)
ten minutes pass, i’m catchin’ my breath
know myself (know myself)
i wish that i could disclose myself (disclose myself)
doin’ my best to control my health, yeah (control my health)
[chorus]
it go like one, two shots from this bottle, i drink it till i’m free
cuttin’ you right off if you trippin’, don’t need that energy
like what’s the use? ask all about me and it’s a mystery
i’ma dive straight down into h-ll and set all the sinners free
like one, two shots from this bottle, i drink it till i’m free
cuttin’ you right off if you trippin’, don’t need that energy
like what’s the use? ask all about me and it’s a mystery
i’ma dive straight down into h-ll and set all the sinners free

[outro]
if my life’s a f-ckin’ movie, movie, do rehear-hear-hear
the set piece would probably be the part where i let the words go

[part ii: “possum”]

[intro]
pins and
pins and what?
pins and uhhh
oh my god, oh my god (yo, wassup)
is it my turn? (uh, yeah, the f-ck)
okay, okay, okay

[verse]
pins and needles
increasin’ my habits till it’s lethal (uhh, ahaha)
eliminate the witnesses, delete the deposition (yeah)
switchin’ up my position
i haven’t let ‘em see my new edition
bad b-tch named jane like jesse’s new addiction
listen (huh?), i kick a b-tch out, she gettin’ evicted (ayo, chill)
i make the choppa spit mucus if we can’t solve the issue
new b-tch got a temper tantrum like, “buy me that”
a snot-nosed brat, i think she need a tissue
i’d rather stay up late and stare at the stars (stare at the stars)
then f-ck you till ya guts rearran… (whoa, whoa, whoa, stop that sh-t!)
took it too far, d-mn
baby, let’s take a ride in my car
get with the boy and i could get yo’ ass buzzin’ like a cigar, yeah
me and my bros got shrinks cause we got problems (what’s wrong?)
takin’ drinkin’ sessions, clearin’ thoughts up in my noggin like (f-ck)
“how much you think you indulge?” i’on know, often (man, f-ck this sh-t, bro)
half the time i’m in my prime, the rest i’m playin’ possum, uh (dead)
goin’ far unless i keep on doin’ dumb sh-t
like crawlin’ outta sewers tryna find a bit of somethin’ (where it at, where it at?)
i got h-lla firepower in my gun bin (doot-doot-doot)
make you dirty dance like swayze if you keep up sh-t (dumbass)
i just tapped a p-rnstar on some trump sh-t
sittin’ at my desk makin’ plays like russell wilson
robbin’ banks for all of the money, storm out the buildin’ (gimme that, gimme that)
escape in a subie like some sh-t you seen in a movie
i got three bad b-tches relaxin’ in a jacuzzi
woke up in the mornin’ with no wallet feelin’ loopy (uhhh)
i shoulda known somethin’ was a lil goofy
i pulled up on the groupies, hit ‘em with the uzi
blue cheese, if you offended then you can sue
i’on give a f-ck about how they wanna consume me (f-ck it)
i’m waitin’ in the dark with clouds coverin’ the light (coverin’ the light)
see you do what you can, but i’ma do what i like (oh yeah, that’s right)
[outro]
oh yeah, that’s right
clearin’ thoughts up in my noggin’ like
half the time i’m in my prime, the rest i’m playin’ possum, uh (dead)

- graahm

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