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letra de someday we'll all be free - kanyevaunreleasder

[intro]
take it from me, someday we’ll all be free
take it from me, someday we’ll all be free
just wait and see, someday we’ll all be free
take it from me, someday, someday, someday

[verse 1: quavo & offset]
huncho, i sh-tted it big, you did it, kid, you did it, kid (we did it)
like a n-gga just got potty trained
hourglass, how her body came (yeah)
chop ’em down, with the what-it-name (grrah)
know what i’m sayin’? i’m tellin ‘ya
pushin’ p, bill bellamy (p)
b-tch ridin’ with a felony
see the jealousy
the struggle made me a better me (struggle)
why you talkin’, is you payin’ me?
lamborghini coatеd candy (skrrt)
if i f-ck her, she gon’ have thе baby
i’m the plan a, and the plan b (hey)
quarter million to the nannies (go)
i’m the head of the family (hey)
my momma had to cry for this
my gang had to slide for this (slide)
pistol pete had to die for this (die)
doin’ time through the wire for this (hey)
fresh out the bricks to a brick (brick)
we steppin’ outside with the sh-t (outside)
hannah montana with grits (hannah)
that honey bun gon’ make ’em blitz (grah)
i’m up, i’m rich, look at my b-tch, she fine and rich (look)
studied the game and i find the glitch
hustla’, i got a mind like mitch (hey)
he not poppin’, he kinda lit
he not wealthy, he kinda rich (kinda)
n-gga ain’t trippin’, just signed this sh-t
hunnid mill’, we’ll split (split it)
if it’s fifty mill’, we’ll split
[chorus: chief keef]
a f-ck n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah (bang-bang)
a snitch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah (bang-bang)
a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah (bang-bang)
sneak dissers, that’s that sh-t i don’t like, nah (bang-bang)
don’t like (like), don’t like (like)
a snitch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like (sosa, baby, like, yeah)
don’t like (like, yeah), don’t like (like, nah)
a b-tch n-gga, that’s that sh-t i don’t like (nah, nah, nah, bang)

[verse 2: chief keef]
a popped b-tch, that’s that sh-t i don’t like (nah, nah, nah)
i got a bad b-tch, yeah, that b-tch right (yeah)
we smoke dope all day, all night
you smoke reggie, that’s that sh-t i don’t like (nah, nah, nah)
we got a f-ckin’ audi, that b-tch all white (skrr, skrr, skrr)
pull up on your b-tch, bet she gon’ like (bang-bang, bang)

[verse 3: kanye west]
push, [?] push your ‘rama
[?]
next one

[verse 4: king von, kendrick lamar]
(aaahhhh!) got a drop on this flexin’ n-gga, he from tennessee (from where?)
i had a thot, she be with the sh-t, she told me where he be (where he at?)
i said for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat
she like, “von, you already know, just put your girl on fleek” (that’s it?)
i’m like, “cool, i can do that, boo, what you want, some shoes?” (huh?)
“jimmy choo? with a handbag, too? red or baby blue?”
she get to smilin’, she ain’t used to this ’cause she ain’t used to sh-t (nah)
i’m just laughin’, coulda been a pimp the way i move my lips
i be speedin’, coulda been a driver the way i push the whip (vroom, vroom)
you a ho, coulda been a b-tch the way you throw a fit (b-tch-ass)
but f-ck that, right back to the script ’cause this a major l!ck
he got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist
now it’s like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the wiiic
but he ain’t go, buddy ain’t that slow, say meet him at the store (that’s cool)
i’m like cool, let him front his move, do what he gon’ do (i got him)
’cause this the plot, put him in the pot, let it cook like stew
i grab my glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom, boom)
we at the top, yeah, we lost a lot, but that just how it go
but check the score, if y’all lose one more, that’s six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah)
let me focus, can’t be zoning out, he pullin’ up now
he double parked, he ain’t getting out, he in that push to start (there he go right there)
that new porsche, it’s built like a horse, colors like the fourth
he got a ring, i guess he ain’t divorced, wife probably a wh0re
now she walk up, she struttin’ her stuff, this b-tch thick as f-ck (fat ass)
[verse 5: childish gambino]
okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
crew at my house and we party every weekend, so
on the radio, that’s my favorite song
make me bounce around like i don’t know, like i won’t be here long
now the thrill is gone, got no patience, ’cause i’m not a doctor
girl, why is you lying? girl, why you mufasa?
yeah, mi casa su casa, got it stripping like gaza
got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava
yeah, we spit that saliva, iphone got message from viber
either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones
“my god, you pay for your friends?” i’ll take that as a compliment
got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?
incompetent ain’t the half of it
sat-rdays we’re young lavish-ing
saddest sh-t, is i’m bad as it
beans they took from the cabinet

[outro]
take it from me, someday we’ll all be free
just wait and see, someday we’ll all be free

- kanyevaunreleasder

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