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letra de for myself - lauren truee

[intro]
west orlando the best orlando

[verse]
regardless of my seat i’ma eat
ain’t been pardoned but bih pardon me
at your artery cause it’s a part of me
if you follow me don’t think you follow me
you just know my thoughts when i’m lit, hood ain’t street
i can’t be this ’bout b-tches and still do me
but i got a rock beat that b-tch down to dust
i would sip, drop the plug, then got xan to dust
and i been off them xans like a motherf-cker
last night almost crashed cause i’m off them b-tches
and i woke up this morning ain’t give a f-ck
(last night almost crashed cause i’m off them b-tches)
off two cigs before you get ready for church
ain’t proud of it but my face straight
been going through sh-t like some toilet paper
so i’m dealing with devils like i’m the broker
weed smoker lately heavy toter
cause that junkie cash in that .45 holster
i’m the middleman between god and your soul
cause i’m the same middleman that you owe
duck in my car like i’m ducking my sins
i can’t really blame you because of the end
of the day somebody do really win
whether it’s me or you it’s your move
is it worth eighty bands for your family?
if i’m simpin’ like tunechi than bri is my tammy
playing hot potato with a throwaway .9
give-and-go, how? just drop it and slide
pitch it to the right but i qb sneak
cuz always to the left n-gg- f-ck you mean
west orlando the best orlando
h-ll behind these ray bans
in a drought i swear to god i’ll do a rain dance

- lauren truee

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