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letra de so into you freestyle - guapdad 4000

[intro: guapdad 4000]
breakups be bittersweet, no “happily ever after”
it’s too many misreads, wrong dates, and non-factors
too much conflict when we ploy, that’s plottin’ backwards
loved readin’ our story, can’t write another chapter

[verse: guapdad 4000]
i be tryna hate you more to move on faster
i’m still grateful for the lessons and the laughter
got a hard drive, ’cause i mac then i cracked her
but since i pulled the plug, i upgraded past her
truly wish the best for anyone that i’ve dealt with
i’ve communicated poorly, i’m kinda sеlfish
the alpha wasn’t raised to do no beta malе sh-t
and i’m from oakland, it’s in me, i can’t help it
was dealt this, didn’t have the pictures on the shelf with
mom and dad holding hands, takin’ selfies
mom f-cked with drug lords, daddy had a jail seat
that’s why i’m a sick n-gga now, i’ve never seen it healthy
my own man, nit my old lady, nor my old man
cable and the power stolen, all i know is reprogram
’cause i’m an icon growin’, like screens loadin’
so i gotta pass-words to unlock and keep me open
i was born as an inner child, but my inner adult i’m tryna grow
from immature pro, to professional old soul
my track record is a blessing to the ones who know
so i try to move with tact when i date
stay intact with my roots, still in contact with my fate
so if destiny decided to call me back up today
f-ck a child, i ain’t kidding, i’ma pack up for bey
i need a rock to hold down, like i’m back up for jay
who gon’ let me unpack while i’m packin’ a j?
sit in the lab, then my face, then back on the plane
so i cooked, ate, brought it to-go, like i’m packin’ a plate
mouthful, wisdom and council, but never doubtful
she don’t know my ex, or wanna flex for a clout pull
never run her mouth, but still show me what that mouth do
and take directions if i show her, and she don’t know how to
bring back three when a n-gga down two
keep me accountable, i need someone to account to
wet enough to douse old flames, and put ’em out too
be the fire all my old sparks can’t amount to
[refrain: teeezo touchdown]
i (can’t explain it)
what it’s like (being famous)
’cause i (still be hanging)
where i used to, i (can’t explain it)
what it’s like (being famous)
’cause i (still be banging)
hoes i used to

[outro]
free the guys
gon’ keep on, keep goin’
shout out to the gang, my son guap keep wildin’
keep doin’ your thing, it’s gon’ pay off
bow

- guapdad 4000

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