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letra de ​exes change - koujas

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[intro]
(what do you desire?)
yeah, hey
(yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ rada)

[verse]
who ever knew i would take it this far?
thinkin’ my granny, i’m thinkin’ she proud of me
why this b-tch keep lyin’ to me?
all this fake sh-t blindin’ me
why the f-ck they have to take my twin?
free my twin, dee locked in the pen
me and lil’ jay was up in the field
they took him the one day i wasn’t right wit’ him
his ho set him up and dee put ’em right wit’ him
they said “how you been?” and i swear i been hurtin’
she singin’ my songs everywhere like she wrote ’em
she speakin’ my lyrics to mе like a poem
we finna do him bad saint row him
exеs change, love fell out, i gotta cross you out
she wanted my love, that’s out
i don’t got time for love, i’m deep in my feelings
i’m fightin’ my demons, i’m speakin’ through lyrics
she don’t want gucci, she want that chanelly
i get more bread than a muhf-ckin’ deli
i took this percocet pill and i’m high like a heli
i’m finna f-ck on this b-tch while i count up the fetti
twin say “bro is you ready?”
weight on my shoulder be heavy
thinkin’ ’bout quittin’ but i’m thinkin’ ’bout jay watchin’ me
‘fore he died he said “never quit”
i’m in la blowin’ za out the zip
and she wanna f-ck on the gang that’s it
all of my brothers keep gen fives equipped
we really outside, you know
she said this her favorite song
i keep a stick in my carry on
but she don’t know the rest
i still wish you the best
oh that vest, let’s put it to the test
we outside dodgin’ feds
watch how i slide like a sled
stand on my money like muhf-ckin’ pegs
she rockin’ hysteric glamour
put his b-tch on camera
like, how his glock gon’ jam up?
like, free my bros that’s jammed up
i made a name for myself, by talkin’ ’bout all my heartbreaks
i got my foot on that gas wit’ no brakes
we finna slime him out, that’s a closed case
i’m chasin’ a high
i know i’m a fiend, i can’t even lie
new g-lock sing like a lullaby
if i win all my bros get a piece of the pie
exes change, new money came in, we got brand new racks
miss my brother, wanna see him free
but he caught him a hat so i can’t even see it
black and white diamonds, they shine all my demons
like, baby i’m posted wit’ demons
(yeah, now you rockin’ wit’ rada, elegant music)

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