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letra de revalations - jewelry boi nova

i had a revalation
i see that i’m impatient
i see i don’t like waitin’ so f-ck it i’m paper chasin’
need to be vindicated
i feel illuminated
my haters duplicating
they don’t wanna see me make it
but they gonna have to face it
like this blonde i’m facin’
laced, i’m feeling crazy
back and forward i be pacing
this stressful situation got me seekin’ dedication
i feel like i can’t take it, and this is ventilation

i see they made it heaven my heart be short from breathin’
from people tryna beat it they don’t have a reason
i used to be a deacon then i turned into a demon
leave it link i’m bleedin’ i ain’t screamin’ he didn’t mean it
man i just can’t believe it
these b-tches screamin’ my name and they can’t see me
sometimes i think i’m dreamin’
a b-tch say i’m dreamy, i leave her p-ssy creamy
can’t put no love into a thot cus these b-tches sceamin’

roll one then imma smoke some
dis my homies while they gone then imma blow some
lost some homies to the gun
f-ck the police i lost some homies tryna run
love forgive me i did everything under the sun
i can’t keep from sendin’ i am highly influenced by these drugs
i can’t tell the difference i’m confused this is hater love
i can’t hide from this feelin’ plus we left that sh-t under that the rug
cus now i’m with it
this life i really live it
i’m standing in the kitchen
said she wanna whip it
and i’m just dialling digits
i met this n-gg- in the joint i heard he need a chicken
heard the feds listening, you know that bad for buisness
some n-gg-s fake the beefin’ and that’s why they ain’t eatin’
he food and imma leave ’em this time i really mean it
n-gg-s new to this sh-t like a baby teethin’
b-tch i’m true to this sh-t i ain’t showing weakness

might have to pop me a n-gg- if he over tweakin’
i see a cop in that n-gg- just from how he speakin’
pain his brains on the wall like the mona lisa
you know i’m not da vinci but that will leave them speachless
pop a n-gg- in his hands if i think he reachin’
nail that n-gg- to a cross i ain’t talkin’ jesus

you ain’t seen what i seen
b-tch i’m real you fake so you don’t mean what i mean
give her dope d-ck and that’s like [?]
stick his -ss up and that’s like [?]
b-tch give me that mic and that’s the key to my dream

i pull up the dirty sprite, two double cups i’m off the lean
please don’t roll the dice or play with life i keep my thing
call my shooters they gon pop you poppin’ up b-tch they don’t blink
i be turnt up in a party rollin’ off a couple [?]
and i’m smoking on this dope turn the face into gasoline
[?] blow pop a n-gg- in his brain
she like my wrist, my watch, my clothes
f-ck a n-gg- scream my name
and i still can’t see these n-gg-s i think i need visine
i’m something like a god, nova used to be a king

- jewelry boi nova

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