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letra de unseen freestyle ft. rizzy & drew - kaiserin

[verse 1: kaiserin]
i seen the real, lie through my eyes
p-ss by until i won’t say hi
my sins are a thrill i repel when i die
you give me the chills when i’m so high
i got dank from brazil ’cause the plug is so dry
overdose on some pills that ain’t prescribed
i come from the [?]
got ice on my grill, f-ck i’m so fly
loving the [?] the devil at night
can you fulfill the thoughts in my mind
is the world standing still or am i just paralyzed?
why can’t i feel? why do my feelings hide?
up in the hill, up in the sky
i’m ready to spill the songs that i glorify
how can i heal myself when i f-cking [?]
death is so trill, i rep ’til i die
[?] need a girl besides
give me directions to paradise, i don’t got time (i don’t got time)
fantasize, i make my vision become alive, only the illest
[?] give me the key to serenity
i’m in disguise, know my ident-ty
f-ck i don’t know what got into me
i’m who you b-tches pretend to be
f-ck all y’all n-ggas, man, f-ck all my enemies
do your own thing
b-tch, don’t depend on me
murder this beat, go and sentence me
i’m becoming the person i’m meant to be
f-ck with my flow, man, f-ck with my melody
not my soul that can finish me
baby believe in me

[verse 2: rizzy]
baby believe in me, i know that you need me
just hop on the way, shorty my slave
i [?] this sh-t all from [?]
oh, [?] y’all better return
rizzy og, man, i just spit that fire
yeah, i pull up in that party
all y’all n-ggas, man, sippin’ that bicardi
yeah, b-tches be sipping [?]
yeah, b-tches be funny
i’ma pull up, man, act like a dummy
d-mn, b-tches be poppin’ that pill
nah, i can’t do no deal
if that sh-t ain’t sell, nah
i’m sippin’ that [?] ’cause that’s where i got it
yuh, b-tches be acting like they is from compton
n-ggas be acting like i am just johnson
yuh, i’ma just act like i am from johnson
sippin’ that old, all of y’all n-ggas just got it from soil, yeah
that’s under the ground, yeah
bring me the crown ’cause i’m at the top
smoking that cuban like i’m scarface
yeah, hop in the [?]
i just be shining
man, i’m tired of hoes ’cause they be lying
my old b-tch said i wasn’t gonna be sh-t
i pulled up on that b-tch flexing on sh-t
yeah, i’m tired of that b-tch so i just kept on flexing
texas tatted on my right arm, i ain’t lying
i pull up, n-ggas be spying
so i just [?] can’t see me

[verse 3: drew]
yuh, jumped in the cut, y’all know what
rolling the blunt, gone out the [?]
yeah, it’s a club, f-ck y’all like y’all f-ck n-ggas all on my nuts
give them my sh-t, yeah b-tch, i run
[?] slump, pull [?] pump
got a gun, b-tch yeah
b-tch, yeah i’m on
got me a wood, [?]
got me a plug, dollar sign and a bleezy that’s enough
p-ssy -ss n-ggas, nah, you not with it
gonna hit you with the [?]
got the real n-gga, not pretendin’
n-gga, true f-ck off of me
don’t need y’all negativity
flew all my enemies, splashing the drop of thing
come and chill

- kaiserin

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