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letra de seeking privacy - j1hunnit

[intro]
(ooh, sh-t, that’s a danny g beat)
(what up, danny?)
i’m speakin’ for the fallen, you know what i’m sayin’?

[verse]
i hate my n-gga ain’t survived through the gun fire
he got there in the surgery, the ambulance went on time
it’s safe to say a bl–dy gurney was his last ride
he spoke to me in spirit and said heaven like when the sun shine
they tellin’ little white lies
he got a bump on his tongue from all that scandalisin’
tellin’ 12 who was slidin’ and who provided all the iron for the beef when the smoke rise
n-gga, f-ck a rat, i hate those guys
[?] they done left the earth my soul tie
they classify this sh-t as rap but this sh-t when a gangsta soul cry
he f-cked around and post the lo’-lo’ on his timeline
the next week, they found him with his dome fried, d-mn
i’m in the streets walkin’ a thin line
duckin’ the dirty ua and still dodgin’ pen’ time
thinkin’ i’m chillin’ but somehow makin’ the headlines
they do me bad on the blogs but i still hold my head high
i don’t be bothered by opinions, i got motion now
i realized my whole life in the open now
i’m solitary, seekin’ privacy, we moguls now
it was just 4th street, but we global now
they throwin’ cap to cut a check, kung lao
they knowin’ j. cole with a drac’, he better pipe down
they hit him with the boosie in ’06, you know, the wipe down
i opened up my pineal gland, they locked the mind down
i put ten thousand hours in my craft, i see the light now
i got a black belt, i kick b-tt, muay thai style
if he say he whoop my ass in the past, tell him to fight now
he played with the chicken and got turned into kung pao
if the ‘za don’t kick like chun li, put the gas out
you gotta know i ran up a check, i’ll cash out
ridin’ through the city, clean title and a glass house
prayin’ that i make it back home from the stash house
wildin’ in the kitchen, baby cookin’ with her ass out
kiss her on the cheek and then ask her, “what you burnin’ now?”
she know that i was jokin’, it was smellin’ like my granny house
baby keep a hot plate for me, we a family now
i just need a b-tch that sit and wonder what i think about
dig into my mind, i’m traumatized from all the pain and doubt
the same way you played hard to get for me to figure you out
the same thing i need you to do, don’t leave me out
i just need a piece of mind from you, don’t stress me out
it did it all in the name of faith, can you bless me now?
that’s what i’m askin’ god if you ask me what we talked about
i ain’t prayed in a long time, i’m bowin’ down right now

- j1hunnit

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