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letra de misunderstood - josi green

[verse1]
misunderstood and that’s overall
but overall ima underdog
no synagogue y’all in too deep better send for god
no senegal out west no segal hard to k!ll g arenas hold the charge
rock arenas hold applause
-ss clapping open jaws
i’m in the state of the lone star
but b-tch ima star all alone
these b-tches is fake all these n-gg-s is clones
trust me i seen it all like a drone
stood on the block with the 4’s
i slapped the 5 with the moes
day1’s done turned into foes
ted i had to cruz with the pole
now shorty wan ride on my pole
drizzy drake i keep the 40 wit me
if a label try to split it 40/60
b-tch i’m more than picky
making hits more than griffey
bussin now more than litty
hate a b-tch that’s more than iffy
dropped a duece she more than sh-tty more than livid
aye breakfast club n-gg-s more than envy
tell em come and get me p-ssy come and get me

[hook]
i get this sh-t on my own
i got this sh-t on my
i cannot f-ck wit these hoes
and fake n-gg-s callin me bro
i get this sh-t from the go
i got this sh-t on my own

[verse2]
wait i learned this sh-t here from ro
when they under pressure they fold
when i hit the chi b-tch it’s over
i’m touching down in my zone
but you wasn’t there when we was laying tracks back to back
called me wack sleeping on me taking naps
what goes around comes around culdesac i’m knowing that
cause same b-tches used to send me disses
hit me up to send me naked pictures
fruits of my labor that come to fruition
i seen it coming we really gone get it
keep the peace but gotta keep a piece
in case they peeping me to leave me sleep or comatose to leave me sleep
to bury me you sow you reap
my soul to keep bro to keep
k9 abel the leash
hypotension they don’t want the beef
call shots got stripes like a referee
the tech wit me
you foul it speak
put you on line not the tweets
hole in one no birdie speak
desert e
hit ya tee now ya t on e
im black with blues don’t larry me
i rock with g’s that rock wit me but rocked some g’s
thats obsolete
and not my chief i chiefed a z
from a to z
cause life a b like a to z
won’t see me defeat like an amputee
the beast in me
to beat the beat so elite and so discreet
a set of horns with the angel wings
good lord ain’t no in between
just a love hate thing i was made to dream
n-gg-s thought i fell off like amerie

[hook]
i get this sh-t on my own
i got this sh-t on my
i cannot f-ck wit these hoes
and fake n-gg-s callin me bro
i get this sh-t from the go
i got this sh-t on my own

- josi green

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