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letra de remy freestyle - jmrrl

[verse 1]
young duke nukem
back with the p–p jokes
keep the poke b-lls in my pockets
that’s how i choose hoes
i pull up be like i choose you
i might choose two
i might do three
but four’s pushing it
on the phone with my homie
i had to ask him just how much a bushel is
’cause that’s what they offering me
to sell them my time
to sell out my shine
i’m well on my grind
i’m out of mind
an individual
trapped in some states that’s indivisible
i need to get out
catch a spirit flight to paris
just to even me out
sit with a healer in the garden
let her tease me a while
then sit in silence by myself and drown my thoughts with the loud
sh-t
[verse 2]
every night is more ridiculous
a date with different drugs
i couldn’t tell you what my vision is
but it’s blurry
it’s blurry
and mary just asked me for the ring
and my lady from peru
said she wants more than a fling
oh so whatever will i do
if i cannot do my thing
f-ck it i’ll
sh-t
f-ck it i’ll leave
dodge intrepid
i’m whipping
me and myself and some henny
quick solo flight through the city
no destination, i’m leanin’
maybe i shouldn’t be driving
maybe i shouldn’t be thinking
i’m blacking out off the deep end
then do the same sh-t next weekend
no scooby-doo mysteries
b-tch, i’m too real
harder than a middle-aged white man
poppin’ a blue pill
um
sh-t, the moves ill
that’s all i got

- jmrrl

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