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letra de one two - kolyon

[verse]
mama’s only boy, you know they thought i wasn’t gon’ be sh-t
so i made myself a boss, i don’t need sh-t
all these hoes talkin’, they flossin’, they eat d-cks
and they just bought a beamer, yeah my homie on his z sh-t
bro i came home, got these b-tches out here seasick
thirty hit the booking, five thousand on a three pick
yeah she so happy, yeah them crackers they done freed nick
if you p-ssy with some jewelry in my hood you just a sweet l!ck
they beefin’ ’bout them hoes that me and zeke hit
i’m really ten toes down, i’m runnin’ roads just like the cement
ten g’s for a show, that’s an achievement
middle finger to them n-ggas didn’t believe me
i still ain’t forgave myself, it’s a shame all the lames i helped
and maintain all this pain i felt
seen everything but death, i never changed with wealth
’cause every n-gga really crossed me, boy i blamed myself
i’m koly p
that’s your n-gga, what he stand for
see my n-ggas like some vests to keep the pistols like they rambo
i f-ck with them like i’m fam though
motherf-ck that mustang, now i’m thinkin’ ’bout that lambo
they ain’t wanna let me in, i kicked the d-mn door
my n-ggas f-ckin’ different b-tches every d-mn show
not to mention ’bout that struggle, i was dead broke
without a pot to p-ss in, all i had was hope
now my safe a graveyard full of dead folks
i’m finna lock this rap sh-t just like a dead quote
for my n-ggas stay solid off in feds cope
they offered downward departure, n-gga said no
man free my n-gga nicey, cut the elbow
man i miss my n-gga rob, he got railroaded
i know n-ggas gettin’ money but they still call me
you can check my resume, yes i’m still on it
f-ck a n-gga, koly trippin’, he might bust a n-gga
he don’t even like to speak, he don’t f-ck with n-ggas
since they k!lled my n-gga purp, hard to trust a n-gga
i’m steady poppin’ bottles ’til the usher get ’em
call my n-ggas dome check ’cause they some wig splitters
posted up on z street, i know some real hitters
i don’t f-ck with porch [?] ’cause i’m a field n-gga
if the rap game dead i’m in the will n-gga

- kolyon

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