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letra de bpd (splitting) - killsolomon

[intro]
yuh

[verse 1]
think i was fine where i was at
why you f-ckin’ up again?
is it me or is it them?
got me switchin’ all my friends
and my baby momma hate when i be trippin’ for my death
i gotta find time to recollect
it’s over when i said
“f-ck this life, i know it’s stress”
wanna win it over bets
but i’m wagin’ yet again
in the mornin’, purgatory
it be growin’ fuel to hate
don’t wanna see you with potential
bein’ [?], can’t relate
throw them magazines in the story
f-ck them worries, keep it pourin’
got a trigger finger language
i could [?]
i’m tired of wantin’ nothin’ more
it’s somethin’ [?] in my court
i can’t seem to go restore
they [?]
[refrain]
let me see if i can catch this split, yuh
let me see if i can catch this split
two cups, yuh, two voss, yuh
two cups, yuh, two voss, yuh
let me see if i can catch this split, yuh
let me see if i can catch this split
two cups, two voss, yuh
two cups, two voss, yuh

[verse 2]
“there he goes, f-ckin’ it up again”
think i lost my friends, they ain’t even surprised [?]
why i gotta get up in this sh-t?
i’m lost up in the mindset
the violence, the riots
all about this triumph
[?] then i ain’t even applyin’ the right amount of pressure for my soul to be heaven sent
all my [?]
walk through the darkness
[?]
if it’s meant to sufferin’ alone through the many stars
hey, i’m all alone through the arc, what they f-ckin’ mean?
what the f-ck they mean?
they can’t stick to no routine
ayy, i’m off of sleep, tryna f-ckin’ o.d

- killsolomon

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