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letra de relate - kin$oul

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[intro]
h-llo
oh my gosh, d. rein

[chorus: flyboy tarantino]
n-gg-, i don’t feel you
pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (uh what?)
ask yo’ baby momma, she don’t even feel you (feel)
i am not a little n-gg-, i don’t fear you (i don’t fear you)
i’m a real one (i’m a real—), n-gg-, i don’t feel you (i’m a real—)

[verse 1: flyboy tarantino]
i’d rather see the smile up on my momma face (momma face)
what’s real to a fake? you know we can’t relate (can’t relate)
want my wrist to flow with diamonds so i’m up-to-date (i’m up-to-date)
want that big body tesla, i’ma skate
i can’t feel you (wait)
don’t let your pride be yo’ demise ’cause it’ll k!ll you
got a couple n-gg-s down to drill you (down to drill you)
backwood, keep the medicine to heal you (down to heal you)
want a .45 with [?] ’cause i can’t feel you
got a couple shooters down to catch a case (pop, pop)
we got good lawyers, we don’t do the race (do the race)
tell a b-tch i’m [?], throw blues in her face (face)
[?], i bust my -ss so all my family straight (family straight, straight)
[?], i’m shinin’, let it blind yo’ face (blind yo’ face)
want a flight to dubai and start a camel race (camel race)
she get high up in hawaii so watch her bottle shake (bottle shake)
she said my d-ck look kawaii ’cause she like anime

[chorus: flyboy tarantino]
n-gg-, i don’t feel you
pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (uh what?)
ask yo’ baby momma, she don’t even feel you (feel)
i am not a little n-gg-, i don’t fear you (i don’t fear you)
i’m a real one (i’m a real one), n-gg-, i don’t feel you

[verse 2: kin$oul]
boy, you not my cousin, we cannot relate (‘not relate)
n-gg-s talkin’ sh-t, man, yeah, i know they fake (i know they fake)
ride through the city and try to go escape (go escape)
got it on the map, you know i gotta skate (gotta skate)
n-gg-s talkin’ sh-t but it was okay (okay)
came with that sauce in the [?] ([?])
n-gg-s always talkin’, man, they so lame (so lame)
dancin’ on them b-tches like it’s soul train (soul train)
shawty way too fine like a ticket (ticket)
i just thought about it, i might get it (get it)
money on my mind, can’t forget it (‘get it)
i’ma do my thing for my city (city)
i’ma need [?] ([?]), yeah
pull up and my diamonds on that frozone (frozone), yeah
shawty wanna go but i can’t go on (go on)
[?] got me slowed [?] (slowed [?])
[?] lost my breath (my breath)
f-ck that sh-t, i ain’t lose my check (my check)
i’ma get it in, yeah b-tch, i’m next (i’m next)
i’ma work it out like b-tch, i flex (i flex)

[chorus: flyboy tarantino]
n-gg-, i don’t feel you
pipe down, bro, we know that ain’t the real you (uh what?)
ask yo’ baby momma, she don’t even feel you (feel)
i am not a little n-gg-, i don’t fear you (i don’t fear you)
i’m a real one (i’m a real one), n-gg-, i don’t feel you

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