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letra de too comfortable - izaya tiji

[intro]
uh-uh
uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
uh-uh [?]
uh-uh [?]
[?]

[verse 1]
i don’t even fear no [?]
shoot one back to the head
i would come around if you were back from the dead
back to the program back to the sticks
yeah, zay-way he not followin’ no trends
baby ate me like [?]
you’ll get jumped by the family
[?] he down
i don’t care [?]
taxed like that hoe he ran
they came back, that sh-t was [?]
he don’t want pain, you just a lil’ fan
yeah i can’t blame her, ’cause she a ten
yeah, [?] her face, i aim at her [?]
and we brought sticks in here, it make an affair
[?] b-tch [?] ain’t tryna share
sharin’ yo’ sticks, i know that sh-t was unfair (uhh)
that sh-t was unfair
how we move, y’all n-ggas look nervous
head-shot, arm-shot, that lookin’ serious
head-shot, arm-shot, spun, put that boy in the air, that boy got hit in his apartment
i just be [?] smell like i farted
[bridge]
i was just makin’ a lil’ tune, i ain’t never think that i was really gon’ try it
[?] i have things that i feel like is more important
i forget everything, i forget everything my mind on low storage
i had to go a different route, i had to go a different route ’cause n-gga’s informants

[chorus]
a n-gga got too comfortable [?]
that shootout was unprovoked
a n-gga got too comfortable, that shootout was unprovoked
glock on the nightstand, givin’ her strokes
i smoke that gas, it’ll leave you toast

[verse 2]
i got a bag, don’t mean to boast
you don’t get no bands that sh-t fo’ sho’
won’t take her out, you cheap lil’ bro
love her, i still cheat on my hoe
he’s in [?] sumn’ like [?]
crashed-crashed, n-gga ran into a semi
she smashed, [?], wagyu in my belly
my chest fat like buddha my brother
i got that fetti’ [?]
i should come smack you in the face [?]
and she say she jackin’ me, that b-tch a tenant
she livin’ rent-free in my head like a tent
yeah, i got that ball, yeah just like a [?]
i got that ball, yeah just like a [?]
i’m f-ckin’ with this b-tch, she bought me some henny
i f-ck on this b-tch but why i can’t hug her?
i f-ck on this b-tch but why i can’t love her?
she gettin’ mad, she swear [?]
mmh, cous’ got a truck now, he finna [?] down
let one of these n-ggas run up, i’ma cut sumn’, mmh, cut sumn’
[refrain]
got too comfortable (too comfortable)
yeah, them thoughts was unprovoked
mmh, mmh
mmh, mmh-mmh
lil’ n-gga got too comfortable
yes them thoughts was unprovoked
glock on the nightstand, give her strokes
i smoke that gas, that’ll leave you roasted

- izaya tiji

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