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letra de shoulda listened - ken car$on

[intro: ken car$on]
yeah, yeah
(loesoe goin’ crazy)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: ken car$on]
everyday i wake up, ayy, in a different mood
hold on, let me put on my jewels, let me freshen up real quick
yeah, i’m boutta turn my swag on, b-tch
this broke ass ho can’t brag on sh-t
i’m bragging on my neck and wrist
no my sh-t shine, no my sh-t glisten
she want dior, dior, dior, dior, but i’m no christian
balenciaga all on me, or [?] on me
i just check out my vision
this chrome hearts on my wrist got n-ggas p-ssed
now his b-tch missing
talk to her, i take your ho, i f-ck your b-tch, you should’ve listened
yeah, you should’ve listened
yeah, b-tch you should’ve listened
yeah, lil b-tch you should’ve listened
yeah, lil b-tch you should’ve listened
[verse 2: lil tecca]
yeah, cut her off, i ain’t missing
bad hoes still tricking
i know these little n-ggas, they at practice
when a broke n-gga try my name now, that’s the only thing get me offended
[?] everyday we be flexing
no, you’re bad, just not bad as my exes
if you talking ’bout money in [?]
only get to my head if i let it
how much b-tches on me i regret it
when a n-gga said “f-ck it”, i meant it
everything [?] like it’s [?]
and my b-tches they bad with no edits
and your b-tches they came with no edges
only talk if the money get sended

[verse 3: destroy lonely]
yeah, yeah, only talk if the money get sent in
i got this bad ass b-tch and i put her on ‘time i call it detention
i’m in this fast ass whip lil boy, you can’t even catch up with this
i only rock the clearest diamonds b-tch, they shine like christmas
we in this b-tch getting way to geeked up, bruh is you tryna hit this?
i swear i done crossed like every freak ho off my hit list
i swear i done crossed every opp n-gga off my hit list, yeah
i ain’t got no time for that, yeah, i’m minding my business
i only got some time for racks, yeah, i’m minding my business
said i already hit your thot, dawg yeah, you should’ve listened
you a b-tch but you say you top dog, yeah, that don’t make no sense man
while you n-ggas be all on xbox yeah, we play with them sticks man
[verse 4: ken car$on]
we play with them sticks, yeah, ain’t talking call of duty
he say he with the sh-ts, yeah, told that boy to prove it
got a new text from your b-tch, yeah that ho just sent some nudes, and
said she wanna suck my d-ck, yeah, i said “okay” then flew her in
[?] hoes they wanna f-ck on a young car$on ken
that’s your b-tch, i ain’t even know
i ain’t had no [?], i ain’t had no [?]
but now i’m rocking sohos, and now look, b-tch that money in
i’m sh-tting on them n-ggas that wasn’t f-cking with me back then
now i got power, by that ho i ain’t talking bout ranger
a young n-gga tote that banger
it knock you out and give you a stain up
look how the tables turned when i came up
the same money i’m flexing could be on your brain, bruh
these n-ggas talk down when they bringing my name up
just know when i see that lil boy, yo ass up

- ken caron

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