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letra de doppler - keze

[intro]
it is recording
you’re not in the picture
get in the picture!
yeah, okay, so, it is kinda dark
exactly why i was over in my own area
but i can still see you, you look beautiful
just because she’s smiling (s-xy)
right?
shut up tails

[verse 1]
b-tch, i’m on your radar
i’m on your doppler
the nightly forecast showing me with my entourage
we pullin’ up in that mac truck, no steve jobs
i’m a free thinker, a f-ckin’ idol like steve jobs
you think you f-ckin better then me?
you better off gettin’ robbed
these f-ckin’ locals try to steal my flow and take my f-ckin’- (hold on)
these locals steal my flow and take my f-ckin’ job
get off your f-ckin’ ass, you slob (alright)
i’m more like the slab of paint that f-ckin’ van gogh used
it’s a starry night tonight
make a movie and get them views
what outfit you wanna wear?
i wanna f-ckin’ pick and choose
distract me from all my f-ckin’ bullsh-t-ass news
instead i cop a b-b-b-brand new pair of shoes
why you lookin at me funny?
b-tch you better f-ckin’ move
don’t fake your feelings
i never fake mine
lookin at me like i owe you dollar signs
f-ck you
[interlude]
hold on
alright

[verse 2]
this that nightlife
you better think twice
i know some f-cking cats that will eat you all up like mice
this that fight or flight
we ain’t landing tonight
c’mere baby girl, let me pay for your flight
where we going?
paris, new zealand?
i want a lavish life
yet i’m out here f-cking fiending
can’t shut the f-ck up about my f-cking trauma
so i’m drowning out the noise
yet i still ain’t drinking bottles, b-tch
needed to get some sh-t off my chest
feeling the weight of my bulletproof vest
i need to get rid of this mess
why can’t i shut the f-ck up about my dad’s death?

[outro]
man, stop f-cking talking about that
jesus christ, f-cking chri-

- keze

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