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letra de i don't miss u - guap (rap)

[intro]
(d-mn it, homie, i’m comin’ up)
yop

[verse]
yop, i be talkin’ ’bout some sh-t that you ain’t never heard
i can tell that she used to tricks, she don’t never work
n-ggas switch up every day, it don’t never hurt
lil’ mama got an ass but she don’t never twerk
f-ck around and blocked the old hoes, i don’t me them lurk
franklin’s on me like i been to church, i ain’t been with kirk
b-tch, it’s guap vs. guapio, i ain’t been with durk
i’m too used to this pain, but ain’t no way around
time is precious, i need every second, ain’t no wait around
like i’m on the dance floor, i’m finna break it down
can’t let n-ggas see you goin’ up, they try and take you down
want me to beat her n-gga up, is there at cape around?
hold on, think my senses kicked in, it’s some pape’ around
i be out the way but in the way, know i stay around
i gotta do my own sh-t, so they hatin’ now
wonder how i talk spicy, sh-t simple, n-gga
better listen ’cause this sh-t gon’ go over your temple, n-gga
don’t be walkin’ up, askin’ questions tryna riddle, n-gga
why you think you f-ckin’ with me? you a lil’ n-gga
d-mn, you must’ve hit the gym, it got a lil’ bigger, yop
n-gga couldn’t duck the shots, i was a lil’ quicker, yop
tryna pull her phone out, she want a lil’ picture, yop
i could tell her that i do, but i don’t really miss her, yop
i could tell you that i miss you, but it’d be a lie
but i don’t wanna die alone, i really seen alot
why that n-gga talkin’ ’bout the stove? he never seen a pot
why that n-gga snitchin’ on his bro and he never seen the box?
n-gga, he the cop
been sh-ttin’ on these beats, i ain’t need the yop
been hittin’ all these drinks, i ain’t need the pop
finna tell bro cut the beat, yeah, i need a drop, yop
come on
i could tell you that i miss you, but that sh-t fiction
one false move all it take to get your b-tch missin’
he a burger, get him wrapped like a mcchicken
how are you goat in a farm but don’t get chicken?
crying about some bullsh-t, had to dismiss it
we was vibin’ for a lil’ bit but i didn’t kiss it
gave her my heart to heal, b-tch, you didn’t fix it
all i asked from you was hold it down, b-tch, you didn’t listen
yop
lil’ n-gga, open up your ears more so you can listen clear
tryna blow and take my n-ggas too, yeah, the vision clear
if you ain’t seein’ on my level, you ain’t gettin’ near
i think somethin’ goin’ wrong, heard a whistle near
i be seein’ from afar, sight crystal clear
i ain’t poppin’ out with a n-gga ‘less the pistol near
high as h-ll, swervin’ in the whip like a missed a deer
f-ck
i could tell you that i miss you, yop
i could tell you that i miss you, hold on, yop
huh
i could tell you that i miss you but i really don’t
couldn’t even hold it down, sh-t simple
my trauma really f-ckin’ with my mental
all my beats slaps, n-gga keep askin’ me for instrumentals
huh, yop
sh-t, f-ck
i could tell you that i miss you but i really don’t
couldn’t even hold it down, sh-t simple

- guap rap

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