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letra de blown - itsqvc

[verse 1: itsqvc]

ok the party just started, vega guts everywhere
the wrappers on the flo’ eyes low but we see very clear
through the fraud and phonies, i know when them fairies near
cuz i done been around ’em and i block ’em out every year
every week i be doing different things with different freaks
everyday i’m thinkin’ ’bout different ways to get paid
more than what i’m making now
gotta take a different route can’t take it? then don’t dish it out
or talk what you don’t live about
me i keep it 99+1 that’s a hunnid, for you dummies who don’t understand from where i’m comin’
never been a scare crow but my eyes is on the sparrow
mind is never narrow cuz i’m grinding for dinero
inhale inspiration, exhale explanations
of my focal point to excel cross the the nation
vision is impeccable settling ain’t acceptable
i want my checks to have six o’s after the decimal

[hook itsqvc]

real life, i know what it feel like
so the weed broken down and rolled up real tight
so much you gotta handle on ya own
just to stay over the bullsh-t, i gotta get blown

[verse 2 itsqvc]

and that was the first couple hits
me her and a coulpe of her friends f-ck that couple sh-t
relationships bring mo’ probs
i’m employed by these b-tches giving bl-w j-bs
all of ’em hirin’
self control takes a toll
yea that sh-t gets tirin’
that’s a nickel for ya thoughts
everything got a cost
from the chi to anaheim we workin’
i get high to over -n-lyze on purpose bout
what my purpose is, why is the earth this big
why did my mama birth this kid
but really lately i been coming across a lot of luck
no use in crying over spilled milk knowing they gon’ mop it up
n-ggas don’t want beef they know ima chop it up
throw it in the sk!llet and let society feel it
wit’ apocalyps on the beat homie you can’t lose
this that sh-t you beg for but, you can still choose

[hook itsqvc]

real life, i know what it feel like
so the weed broken down and rolled up real tight
so much you gotta handle on ya own
just to stay over the bullsh-t, i gotta get blown

[verse 3 itsqvc]

b-tch i’m a boss smoking sh-t that make you cough
a tiger in the woods that be hittin’ green like i’m playing golf
blowing trees in, every season
they ask me why i do it, i tell ’em you listening to the reason
hoes be stuntin’
n-ggas be pump fakin’
but i’m never jumpin’
cuz i won’t let no one play me
yea calm, cool, collected is a fact
but i won’t ever let a n-gga disrespect me like that
that’ll be the day i marry halle berry or mariah carey
or stick d-ck up inside the virgin mary
have a baby by katy perry or mary mary
then shake hands with harry caray
basically what i’m saying, that sh-t will not occur
and this is not just talking from the thc that’s in the herb
f-ck what you heard
you ’bout that bullsh-t homie you can keep it
i like my grapes, b-tches, and my weed seedless
jesus

[hook itsqvc]

- itsqvc

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