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letra de overthinking - kamhendo

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overthinking , makes me slow
taken differents routes but i swear ima miss my road dawg
what’s the use of poutin when it won’t bring me no closure
it’s like climbing mountains i get high n i get colder
raised wyandotte county they said that sh-t was poison
scammers , hustler, addicts but i keep on my shoulders

ask me what’s your passion
i tell em it’s gets older
ask em what’s they problem
they tell me i’m gettin numb , aye

gotta be a
man on a mission
gotta find that sh-t that’s missing
never heard of to much grittin , yeah yeah

burn hеm wit this 45 that i’m grippin
i don’t know n i won’t mention
if you step in my direction yеah yeah

stuffin the whole wood to match my hangover
where you think it all goes when the pain gone
watched them put you in the grave n i can’t go
how can i ever forget withcha name on me

everyone standing still
it seem time keep on freezing up
told my dawg he gon make it but he ain’t believe enough
913 kck 38 still see the kid in
never seen my daddy hug my mom so i won’t in love

b-tch i’m not just anybody
on n off that henny bottle
pop a dre then he wildin

drop top benz the celiling out falling
just to let smoke up out it
sh-t that knock them feeling out her

(yea yeah yea yea)

n i don’t
i don’t do convos no mo
i keep my hand by my pole
n stack dough
what u want

i send him 2 get low
then dump the rest and reload
one look at bro n he ghost
time to move
from penthouse or struggle , i’ll b the same n-gga
we ain’t got the same moral a n-gga raised different
keep cool, play it safe
but that ain’t living
so
only be around those i love
incase the feds get me (aye)

overthinking make me slow
taken different route
but i swear ima miss my road
what’s the point in poutin
when it won’t bring me no close
it’s like climbing mountains
i get high n i get cold
raised in wyandotte county
taught me to keep my poise huh
scammer , hustler, addict
yeah i keep that on my shoulder

ask me what’s the passion i tell em it’s how i grow
asked me what’s my problem i tell em i’m getting numb
(yea)

man on a mission
gotta find that sh-t that’s missing
never heard of to much grittin , yeah yeah

burn hem wit this 45 that i’m grippin
i don’t know n i won’t mention
if you step in my direction yeah yeah

stuffin the whole wood to match my hangover
where you think it all goes when the pain gone
watched them put you in the grave n i can’t go
how can i ever forget withcha name on me

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