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letra de toca tuesdays freestyle - isaiah rashad

[verse 1: isaiah rashad]
the sun has risen when i wake up, we racin’ for the sake of
can i get the motherf-cking condo in the place of
duplexes, new ex’s, what are you stressin’?
i’m on baby deaux, f-ck a job, 22 stressing
just tell a b-tch to suck my d-ck and love it
see momma taught me never spoil a puppet
just know the road is rugged
and i ain’t scared to tell a b-tch i ain’t sh-t
it was vivid in them [?] bricks, them n-ggas chokin’ and ain’t even that sick
this feel foul, they even that sh-t
n-ggas thought i would quit, like, f-ck
them n-ggas thought i was them, boy
get off the tip boy you all on the brim
look, chattanooga story, go biography them
they’ll k!ll the school then we slaughterin’ them
and if i tell the truth and i author again
yawk, yawk, send shots, am i botherin’ them?
look, follow your feet, follow your soul
hollow as he, shallow as old
i pray for peace, then out of the door
one with the street, and one with the soul
huggin’ the creek, but roamin’ the road
one with the beast

[break]

[verse 2: isaiah rashad]
i be askin’ like, yeah, yeah
so who the f-ck is you?
i’m the mothaf-ckin’ prince, i’m the f-ckin’ true
i’ve seen visions of a benz in my bucket too
ghetto fabulous, stylin’ up in them sketchers too
highly doubted, didn’t want me now i’m on the news
and teachers said i’m a dreamer ’cause i slept in school
i really mean it, you can suck my d-ck
the whole base, the nuts, your whole face
i prefer the slow pace
baby, don’t you tease me
baby, please me, the world needs me
at least do it easy
news never tell stories of the greasy
grimy, chattanooga, a body, never find it
you might tivo oprah
and she’ll mention water, missions
i know n-ggas missin’ dishes
never had them, never dad and never taught ’em right or wrong
never how to write a song
gucci like a father now
i depend on bottle now
true love will swallow down
might grab a hollow now
might
blat, blat, blat, blat, you innocent
from my perspective jiggin’ you was just a benefit
i need mils, at minimum i need ten of ’em
i pray my lyrics inspire you and they offendin’ them
so when you hear me reciting them $pottie grinnin’ then
i keep my focus on money and corner bendin’ them, b-tch

- isaiah rashad

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