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letra de block - kid prinxe

[intro]
woah
woah woah woah woah
yeah yeah yeah
oh sh-t
yeah yeah
chill chill
look look

[verse 1]
ain’t n-body tryna down me
everybody wanna drown me (woo)
people hatin’ on the low
don’t know where to go where n-body can find me (yeah)
i’m just tryna find the truth (truth)
i don’t know what else to do (do)
steady creeping on the move
i swear my music’s my muse (my muse)
i’m doing my best for my mama (mama)
that’s why i’m chasing these commas (commas)
i’m tryna move around my sh-t
so she can avoid all my drama (drama)
i won’t call it quits
i know i’m legit
these f-ckboi’s
these waste man’s can suck on this d-ck (f-ck)
dismiss umm don’t miss um i’ll k!ll ‘em and everybody f-cking up the whole system (ouu)
they smile and talk
you tell them nah
this sh-t’s just not smooth
you need a stop (stop it)
i’m cutting you off (off)
you know you a bogus b-tch
think a n-gg- going soft (woah)
you need an advantage
so, you take me for granted
i don’t know how you will manage (how)
‘cause i already see what you plannin’ (yeah)
everybody doing damage, yeah
but i am up for the challenge, yeah
i am so d-mn driven, call me ’99 honda civic, yeah

[chorus]
whatcha tryna’ prove (oh, whatchu tryna prove)
tryna block a real n-gg- from making all his moves (tryna block a real n-gg-h, yeah)
keep this sh-t up, and i’ma get you removed (i’ma get you removed)
no apologies, that’s my priority
you are a wannabe, that’s why you’ll never be (ooh)

[bridge]
i feel like i’m going around in a circle
how can i jump free when you place all the hurdles
who can i trust
i may just give up
my minds in a rut
i want it to stop
i won’t let ‘em get me
i want the new rollie
they cannot control me
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2]
flexing on n-gg-s and smashing they chick (woo)
that’s the lifestyle that i cannot resist (yeah, yeah)
i don’t want n-body talkin’ they sh-t
because when i am winning they sour little pr-cks (f-ck ‘em)
everybody wanna spit it
ain’t n-body really wit it
i’ma show ‘em how it goes
ain’t n-body tell me no
do not stop the young boy from achieving the throne
selfish n-gg-s a disgrace
hit ‘em up like 2pac way back in the day
everybody throwing shade
everybody throwing shots
everybody tryna telling you who you really are
but they really cannot
tell ‘em to stop
f-ck out my face (f-ck ‘em)
stop acting fake (stop)
tell ‘em to go back to the cave where they came

[chorus]
whatcha tryna’ prove (whatcha tryna prove)
tryna block a real n-gg- from making all his moves (making all his moves, yeah)
keep the sh-t up, and i’ma get you removed (keep the sh-t up, keep keep keep the sh-t up)
no apologies, that’s my priority
you are a wannabe, that’s why you’ll never be, ouuuuu

- kid prinxe

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