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letra de senju / xxx - jimmy luna

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verse 1
never gave a d-mn about the norms, now i do it my own way
i thank the universe, they let me see another day
i kept it lowkey, now my energy is straight, bought myself another chance, inspired n-gg-s to be great
got a call the other day, my big bro is doin’ great, four shots ain’t take em out, this life of mine is somethin’ straight out of a movie, well i gotta give em somethin’ to watch— i give em action, give em sadness, now we here at the plot— now we here at the top— all of this from contributin’ somethin’ new to the pot— it takes a village & n-gg-s still think influence is bought— instagram full of bots— they say you reap what you sew, i’m the cream of the crop so if yo flowers don’t grow, just know my garden is wa—tered…

(water your garden and stunt)

pre-chorus
so i heard you wanna ride this out..
well that’s okay cuz we can ride this out
i know together we can get it done
lately i’ve been trynna have some fun

and i can’t blame… you for that

cuz i remember when things weren’t so white and

blaaack

hook
everyday
i hope you know your worth
i love you everyday
that’s just what you deserve (hmm)

and i can’t help what’s in my past

i’ll never ever be the same x2

bridge
and nothin’ on this earth

will ever be the same x2

without you

(rest in peace our fallen soldiers)

verse 2
let’s get it higher (brothers)
i ain’t trippin’, all my n-gg-s got the will of fire (burnin’)
sippin’ tea up in yo hood, p-ssy what is up
i’m the sh-t, i’m the sh-t n-gg- i’m the sh-t

(aaawwww—)

let’s get it higher (brothers)
i ain’t trippin’, all my n-gg-s got the will of fire (burnin’)
sippin’ tea up in yo hood, p-ssy what is up
i’m the sh-t, i’m the sh-t n-gg- i’m the sh-t

(aaawwww sh-t)

xxx

verse
f-ck every n-gg- fake f-ckin’ with me
never checkin’ on me, but you takin’ from me
talkin’ mad sh-t when i’m not around, that don’t mix with me, n-gg- get the picture?

i love every one of you to death you the goats talkin’ to the lil homies
n-gg-s can’t even enjoy they show cuz fat b-tches out here hatin’ on me
you a gnat
you a fake (yea yea)
fasho hope you doin’ great though (yea yea)
this is vile, this is satan homie
this is style you can’t it from me

and f-ck wendy williams, hope you talk sh-t about the wrong n-gg- getcha dome split and kicked along b-tch— should’ve left that sh-t alone b-tch

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