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letra de pastel (remix) - ihateyousheed & moses mosima

[verse 1: ihateyousheed]
all eyes on me (on me)
like a young n-gga 2-p-a-c (2pac)
my n-ggas pop pills, pray they don’t od
and me, i treat the ace of spades like it’s oe (ooh, oe)
and i talked to god last week (last week)
she sat my ass down and this is what she told me (yeah)
she said you gon’ be the b-e-s-t (woah)
checkmate any n-gga tryna check me (yeah)
and i gotta go go where the check be
check, please
put the gold rope where the neck be
‘specially the way i ball on these n-ggas
man, i should have a espy (swish, swish)
and i chop down any n-gga try to rise against me, yeah
and they won’t win again (no way)
flow so hot, make the winter end (no way)
and i got love for all my lady friends
but a young n-gga all about his benjamin’s
that’s why i stay on my toes like ballet (like ballet)
keep the songs hot like the summer in the valley (the valley)
gotta get paid to do as i may like sally
and if money talk, yeah
then my pockets’ kinda chatty
and i almost lost my soul to that easter pink
but i pedigreed my demons in that boxing ring
won’t let them box me in, i got a lot to give
and if time is money, you ain’t got a lot to spend

[chorus: moses mosima]
pastel, fresh drip dressed
like easter pink
all by myself
f-ck if i care what you think
take ’em to church (take ’em to church)
bless the service (bless the service)
maybelline (maybelline)
well b-tch, i’m worth it (uh, uh)
pastel, fresh drip dressed
like easter pink
all by myself
f-ck if i care what you think
take ’em to church (take ’em to church)
bless the service (bless the service)
maybelline (maybelline)
well b-tch, i’m worth it (uh, uh)

[verse 2: kevin abstract]
if you’re comin’ my way, bring it straight to my fade (ayy)
i need love by the a, i need help from the bay (ayy)
i need reason to love, i need reason to care (ayy)
if you tell me you’re down, ain’t no reason to chill
see my halo, god, got it for a reason, yeah
got picked up now, lalalalalalala, my beats enough (hey)
look like a d-mn [?], that could be the way that it free from the reefer hit her (ayy)
never really need tbdbbbcd [?], n-gga (ayy)
run up all in b-ball, n-gga (ayy)
see, see, he gone
breathe, breathe, we just switched up
ever, ever, had to [?] rip it
in half, my bad, i’m sadder than my dad was
she sloppy like a backwood
you talkin’ back, that’s no good

- ihateyousheed moses mosima

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