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letra de heated. - kinta

[chorus]
n-ggas don’t care till your dead (they don’t)
all they wanna do is swing lead (yah)
they do anything for some bread
they put lies on they mama head
what are you doing in this life (what you doing?)
n-ggas can’t get it right (can’t)
i just want paradise
but now i gotta roll my dice (that way)
[verse 1]
people want me to make them happy can i fix myself first (can i?)
and i truly have no time for this but they still call me the worst (what?)
how can you be so selfish (why?)
how can you talk so reckless (what you doing?)
just cause i can’t help this
pessimistic and aggressive (datway)
dumb f-cks get blown back y’all n-ggas know that it’s kapkan
and y’all n-ggas can’t touch me y’all small talk you trashcan
y’all n-ggas don’t want it (ayy)
cash you don’t even got it (they don’t got it)
stomp you out cause i’m bout it
now watch a n-gga get rowdy (oh)
[verse 2]
these hoes on tripmode so tripped them up too
and y’all n-ggas ain’t gon fight me cause i’m just gon stab you
can’t touch me with the knife on tuck (you can’t)
you fake capping you suck
and i never gave a f-ck so when i swing you better duck
(get ’em)
p-ssy boy don’t even fuss (don’t do it)
you n-ggas get soft when i cuss
and they don’t even wanna see (see what?)
how they steady fiending for some weed (yah)
and they pockets always on e (on e)
y’all n-ggas ain’t me (you not) and
y’all n-ggas ain’t shiet
my songs are bangers that you can’t beat (can’t touch me)
so i’m telling you to take a seat
might as well watch cause all you n-ggas leech
but don’t even talk cause you sound like a b-tch
you trying drink i think you need bleach
i burn n-ggas like they sitting at the beach
and i play as the sun cause i’m so out of reach (yah)
but it’s no fun, compet-tions who i teach
even though they copy the sh-t that i preach
[verse 3]
i been to heaven and back
and i really want to go back
but n-ggas don’t care about that
people don’t care about me (they don’t)
only when i’m dying and shiet
they say they care but they really sneak (they are)
you can not compare when i hit my peak
lil b-tch don’t stare you just a geek (don’t do it)
talk bout my hair you p-ssies are weak
best watch yo self yo future is bleak
my life is sad and so out of sync
y’all hoes ain’t bad and i don’t wanna link (i don’t)
goofy -ss ops need to get off my meat
see these hoes do anything just to eat
and i don’t want anything to do with you
cause y’all won’t do anything to help me
[verse 4]
f-ck anyone who tries me but won’t back it up that’s dead man (thats dead)
you a b-tch and i been knew cause that label sitting on yo head man (i seen it)
ya mama didn’t know how to raise you should’ve kept yo -ss on the inside
cause if you talk sh-t outside then ya better go hide
dig the n-gga hole 6 feet my height and where i’m supposed to be
i’ve dodged death and i have nothing to lose so you n-ggas ain’t hoeing me (y’all not)
and what is there to even pick and choose when you n-ggas always on my back (get off me)
i don’t care how you feel about this song cause i didn’t want to comeback
[chorus]
n-ggas don’t care till your dead
all they wanna do is swing lead
they do anything for some bread
they put lies on they mama head
what are you doing in this life
n-ggas can’t get it right
i just want paradise
but now i gotta roll my dice

- kinta

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