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letra de masterpiece - jaey kilo

[intro]
punch it in from the last
aw yeah
this sh-t sound like a mu’ f-ckin’ masterpiece
let’s get into it
(go crazy with the 808)

[verse 1]
let’s go, devil on my left shoulder, angel on my right
pistol in my right hand, on his head let it light
i ain’t got no passport, but that won’t stop me taking flight
you throw dirt all on my name, i held you down morning to night
you got that heart chain he got you, back around yo’ neck
(throw out all that amethyst sh-t, i bought you for christmas)
i still think about our past, but shorty i don’t want you back
(all that history ain’t sh-t to me, it’s fading out thinner)
baby girl i’m from the streets, you’ll be surprised the sh-t i peep
yo’ car ain’t got no tints, look through the window it’s reclined seats
but if that n-gga in antigua, who the f-ck you ride the creek ?
you still up to your old ways, now you see why i said y’all weak, ha
but i just want to know, what make him better then me
cuz i don’t go to college, what ? you think he setter then me ?
tell the truth, that n-gga never got it wetter then me
i cum inside you i don’t pull out, had you pregnant from me

[chorus]
(and i) i go to sleep at night at peace, with the sh-t that i done
ain’t got no room for no regret, ‘cause i took losses and won
i be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
i stack until i could provide, to have a daughter or son

[verse 2]
‘cause i got people counting on me, i got people doubting on me
i got goals i need to accomplish, i got bro’s i need up on it
i got shooters ‘round me daily, they slang iron ‘bout me flaily
i got plenty f-cking issues, wipe his nose his eyes need tissues
i got sh-t i got to handle, i’m to solid for a scandal
i work on my self control, lift my shirt a belt and pole
been betrayed won’t show forgiveness, i move on ‘cause business-business
you sell re-rock and i re-work, jaey kilo b-tch i been re-birthed

[verse 3]
you trying me for sh-ts-n-giggles, i pull up, pull hits, leave riddles
go to the source say f-ck the middle, small sh-t to giants you little
no pressure my brothers goon, we send you to the upper room
quick to let that cutter boom, so think it through or mothers gloom
and if i k!ll that lil’ n-gga, then i’ma k!ll that b-tch
not before i sn-tch that f-cking chain, yeah i’ma steal that sh-t
but my momma raised better, i decided to reel that b-tch
but if you f-ck ‘round one more time
then n-ggas dying and mommas crying, feel that b-tch

[chorus]
i go to sleep at night at peace, with the sh-t that i done
ain’t got no room for no regret, ‘cause i took losses and won
i be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
i stack until i could provide, to have a daughter or son
i go to sleep at night at peace, with the sh-t that i done
ain’t got no room for no regret, ‘cause i took losses and won
i be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
i stack until i could provide, to have a daughter or son

[verse 4]
f-ck your man that n-gga a b-tch, ain’t shown you nothing that i had showed you
stayed ‘cause i thought you was worth it, i see now i ain’t below you
you below me though, you don’t know no loyalty, or how to owe you
played my part, and i moved on, i walk past you like i ain’t know you

[outro chorus]
i go to sleep at night at peace, with the sh-t that i done
ain’t got no room for no regret, ‘cause i took losses and won
i be living by that sword, but you could die by the gun
i stack until i could provide, to have a daughter or son, gone

- jaey kilo

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