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letra de dark nights - kylldyll

[verse 1: kylldyll]
i’m so f-ckin sick and tired of mandatory overtime
i break my back and slave away for little pay up on that line
seems like i just think all day bout somethin else, i guess it’s fine
maybe i’m just doomed to stay inside this life and never shine
local busters talkin’ bout some sh-t they ain’t, i can’t relate
just take some time, and pay yo dues, and stay the f-ck up out my way
been up in this sh-t for like a couple years and still i’m here
i hear you talkin’ ’bout yo strap, but i just know it ain’t sincere
be ya self, speak the truth, stop talkin’ bout’ ya loot
kd just don’t give a f-ck
grab the belt or the noose, stop talkin’ ’bout ya views, cause ya never rising up
don’t compare yourself to kings because you’ll never get like us
a sure path for discouragement, lil homie you best hang it up
pull up, you ain’t with the action
get to snapping, in a minute imma turn yo ass to ashes
you ain’t wit it, quit pretending like yo ass is really packing lots a ratchets, boy i see you just a b-tch and want no static
keep on talkin’ bout ya patek, even b-tches seeing through the sh-t you talkin’ when you rapping
imma pull up with the cash and imma open hand slap ya, send ya flipping through some building’s, then you land up in the casket
[hook]
uh we see through sh-t, b-tch we do the sh-t
(why they fake?)
lookin clueless when we really move the sh-t
(why they hate?)
cause they know that they will truly never get
(in our way)
if they do, then you gon’ see us split some sh-t
[verse 2: 540gray]
long nights with the homies, laid back, smoking somethin’
take a rip and say goodbye
i’m just chillin’ with the pistol peeling
got ’em running, make em hide
i step closer through this mental boulder
i can feel these days getting colder as i’m getting older
all these fakes, dressed up suit and ties
i got the game rigged, has us juiced up like some flies
f-ck the fame, f-ck the gimmicks
i just like to spit about the pain up in my life
it’s every day i feel this way, i wanna lay away
can’t feel no pain, dancing through the rain
smoking blunts, goin through the months
you know what’s up
don’t pour my cup
don’t get f-cked up
might go slump
body filled with clumps
throwing pumps at you chumps
don’t bother with yo f-ckers, cause you might get bumped
chainsaw dumped
watch yo body get jumped
steel toe boots make yo body look plumped
don’t step up
you get f-cked
throw ’em in the trunk
03 rango running over punks
you know we grunt
you know we stunt
steady rolling through this jaunt
pass the blunt

- kylldyll

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