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letra de real ones - jared anthony

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baby, i don’t really out finness
talk about love but they’ll k!ll you for the check
taking all these drugs for the stress
if you only want me, if you only wanted me

haven’t seen the sun in a hundred days
text your -ss back that im on my way
i won’t r.i.p til’ i find my way
had a pistol pete, then he shot away

tell me why they gotta take the real ones
why they gotta envy when the deal comes
i done lost my bro on the field, done
why you take his soul, like you steal some
and i don’t really wanna die young

i pray the lord that they blessin all my sons
rolling deep trying to make it out the slums
looking up that i made it out the mud
yeah i made it out the mud

you don’t need to tell me, cause i know you have my love
always get reminded, cause i always see them doves
i always find my way, even when i get so stuck
i always find my way, even when i’m out of luck

but tell me dear lord why you gotta take the real ones
that sh-t make me stronger wonder why i have no feelings
i remember promising to making all them millions
making all these tracks and we dancing on the ceilings

haven’t seen the sun in a hundred days
text your -ss back that i’m on my way
i won’t r.i.p til, i find my way
had a pistol pete, then he shot away

tell me why they gotta take the real ones
why they gotta envy when the deal comes
i done lost my bro on the field, done
why you take his soul like you steal some
and i don’t really wanna die young

balenciaga’s on my feet i won’t run
reminisce all the ones in the club
why they gotta die young for the funds
but always end with guns

and praying for your mama slime
praying for your cousin
we don’t ever want to ride
it be your own that’s suspect

wonder why i don’t go outside
because everybody upset, upset
bullets fly and everybody duckin, aye

r.i.p to nip
r.i.p to peep
now i take these pills just to sleep, aye
r.i.p to x let him rest
why they gotta k!ll the best
all these young legends gotta die young

haven’t seen the sun in a hundred days
text your -ss back that i’m on my way
i won’t r.i.p til’ i find my way
had a pistol pete, then he shot away

tell me why they gotta take the real ones
why they gotta envy when the deal comes
i done lost my bro on the field, done
why you take his soul like you steal some
and i don’t really wanna die young
and i don’t really wanna die young

- jared anthony

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