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letra de $wank - jodye basco

heard that money can buy dreams at fifteen
got lost in high beams and split screens
heard curtis, heard ye and aubrey
thought who the f-ck am i if that’s not me
and i was raised with more things than my kin
but i can’t revise things that i’ve seen
naive but i pre’d some raw things
must have found an id at the crime scene
bad brains and maybe a little bad brain
when you’re young, sh-t, guess that’s the same thing
need some more advice i would not take
i need more than visine for my fakes
my eyes have had to ghostride
i’m built from both sides
i went from small fry
and good and wholesome
to big potato
to hoes and coca
my throat is gone now

i’m just tryna sw-nk
put some money in the bank
i’m just tryna sw-nk
maybe roll a lil dank (like i used to)
i’m just tryna sw-nk (to hit ‘em with)
put some money in the bank (just a lil’ bit)
i’m just tryna sw-nk (get it all out)
have ‘em telling me i’m dank (then i ball out)

i want cars with b’s on but i been on
h-lla beans and beer slowed with marijuan
eyes beam at cheap tricks and fast s-x
using my card on beast mode like digimon
need a vice that’s worth living off
need a vice that’s worth living for
but i need to start spending smart
to get my sh-t released more
want more digits and my dash moving digital
these n-ggas is pigeon-holed
but could never sh-t on me
k!ll on beats, off the hinges
get lost in the thoughts i think of
i need h-lla reminders that i can touch the stars so keep up
minds been too dark, call the shrink up
i need two-tone couches
mink and more ounces
pink laurent on my b-tch whose -ss bounces
accounts the jakes can’t trace up in accounting

i’m just tryna sw-nk
put some money in the bank
i’m just tryna sw-nk
maybe roll a lil dank (like i used to)
i’m just tryna sw-nk (to hit ‘em with)
put some money in the bank (just a lil bit)
i’m just tryna sw-nk (get it all out)
have ‘em telling me i’m dank (then i ball out)

jesus, mary, joseph
i hope that i don’t go cosa nostra
my boat is falling off, i’m supposed to go right
always choose wrong, i guess i’ll just write
and pick some more fights, so far from yoda
imagine me flexing, f-ck doing yoga
how you propose i capture my ghosts
and demons ain’t close to what might just hold up
courts played a part in my fall
and i was not whole, i parted my closure
parts of my soul were lost in my coma
gall in my eyes but not from glaucoma
good lord, i must be chosen
all of these tests i failed i’m a goner
misplaced student, who would’ve bet it
i knew i would make it but you were not ready but
look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich
you can find breathing hard and get sick
from all of my trauma, touch on my wrist
think that the cigarettes and pills must be making me sick
i fall for broads too quick when they taking the d-ck
think of ex-girlfriends as i’m getting her wet
need a synonym for always overthinking this sh-t

tryna sw-nk
put some money in the bank
just tryna sw-nk
roll a lil dank
sw-nk
put some money in the bank
i’m just tryna sw-nk

- jodye basco

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