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letra de mia - jl of b. hood

[verse 1]
i been planning my agenda
haven’t ate enough, i’m looking thinner
pockets short for days on the impending
cold winter, still prevail in winter
ups, downs, fell into the mud
tried sweeping problems under rug
sleep-deprived and out of luck
dark as h-ll and h-ll is hot as f-ck
unopened bills stacking up
on the coffee table with the sh-ll guts
lotta missed calls, h-lla messages left unread
i ain’t picking up my cell much
tryna get it situated, come up as antic-p-ted
can’t appreciate it till you fail once
l!cking on the stale dust, got it cut and open like surgery
breaking no burglary
been down broke and the broke on low
couldn’t cope with the smoke and the dough
but a knot in my throat can’t calm it
an oath can’t calm me
i won’t take kindly to folk tryna calm me
the joke, arm it you won’t
find me a muse spot, hide now highly confused
wide up tied up in my mood
that’ll two queued up, stuck come and unglue
mad at everybody, i can only blame myself right now
where the h-ll jay ask everybody
but i feel better about myself i found
had someone ask if i lost my mind
if i had an answer then i’d be lying
dawg don’t pick up my line, n-gga i’m just fine
but i feel like k!lling everything but time

[bridge]
i been mia
money running low lately
i’m okay, i been here before baby
lotta problems, that sh-t ain’t new, i knew all about them
it ain’t that serious, might’ve fallen
i got experience at the bottom

[hook]
i been broken, i been broke
i been smoking, i ain’t choke
i been floating on my way
vibe and broken, i’m okay
i been broken, i been broke
i been smoking, i ain’t choke
i been floating on my way
vibe and broken, i’m okay
get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some
get up, get to the money, gotta get out

[verse 2]
been way up, been way lot
always emerge okay though
bro when the flows ain’t fatal
hitting my fur rodeo
what we argue in the morning about
storming out while it’s storming out
pouring out my heart, pouring down tears
prolly more than i prefer to count
thunder rolling with aggression
stomach echoing an impression
lights fl!cker in the night sky, glitching
must be picture they in heaven
clouds leaking on me camouflage
some of my emotions would say
rain falls like an audience applause
hoping sunny skies blessing
got me double checking my connection
waiting for the wind now hold the breath in
dark clouds get to be depressing
but eventually go the other direction
nothing that i haven’t gone through but i’m sober
you would not know unless you on my boat
d-mn near flooded if you threw then i float
baby i been down enough for you and i both

- jl of b hood

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