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letra de mr. getshitdone - jwasabi

[intro]
i wasn’t from the bottom of the list
it’s hard to think back, so i’d rather forget
late-night, i be scrollin’ thru my pics
thinkin’ ’bout times i ain’t stand on sh-t
lace up your boots if you inclined to trip
i ain’t tryna see none of my n-ggas fall
i ain’t got no trick, but to stand on biz’
i’m the realest n-gga that she ever met
(i’m real as f-ck)

[chorus]
‘mr. get-sh-t-done’, you just gotta give me a call
she was tryna flip the story like gymnastics, make it look like it’s my fault
i’m a calm-ass n-gga, but, you better not play
i’ll lose my cool in this b-tch
you can just give me my credit, now, ‘b’, ’cause i’m up
whole time, i been through h-lla sh-t
(i been through a whole lot, my n-gga)

[post-chorus]
take a lil’ breather, calm down
just know that you safer with mе
and, i know you heard that before
but, n-ggas liе ’bout who they be (n-ggas cap)
i’m who these n-ggas wanna be, baby
they ‘copy-paste-and-delete’
and, i realized you put on a front
they think you a saint, whole time, you a freak
[verse 1]
she tryna pull my card
claim that i changed when i got the racks
only thing that changed was you
i been that n-gga since way back
sharkboy on the beat, he outdid his thing
lavagirl-sh-t, how i be spittin’ fire
i feel like kanye in 2005
since 2004, been the realest alive
(on god)

[verse 2]
i don’t really need n0body, but, i really appreciate dollars
and, i heard through the grapevine that i reached my peak
but no, i’m not worried about it
and, i been on a mo’f-ckin’ hot-streak
shut up that bullsh-t, argue wit’ yo’ mama
why do i gotta deal with these problems?
i gave up solvin’ ’em, if i’m bein’ honest

[verse 3]
she tried to force a lil’ promise ring
i wouldn’t even put it on my pinky, man
and, i don’t even gotta shoot my shot no more
she want me to bring a best friend
and, i’m startin’ to feel like i’m bruce wayne
rockin’ all black, wit’ a new chain
n-ggas talk a lot, i don’t say a thing
ain’t no way you could go up, if your crew lame
[chorus]
‘mr. get-sh-t-done’, you just gotta give me a call
she was tryna flip the story like gymnastics, make it look like it’s my fault
i’m a calm-ass n-gga, but, you better not play
i’ll lose my cool in this b-tch
you can just give me my credit, now, ‘b’, ’cause i’m up
whole time, i been through h-lla sh-t
(i been through a whole lot, my n-gga)

[post-chorus]
take a lil’ breather, calm down
just know that you safer with me
and, i know you heard that before
but, n-ggas lie ’bout who they be (ni-ggas cap)
i’m who these n-ggas wanna be, baby
they ‘copy-paste-and-delete’
and, i realized you put on a front
they think you a saint, whole time, you a freak

- jwasabi

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