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letra de half past 3 - left lane didon

[verse 1: jay nice]
it’s duke flytalker
esketit
uh
dear fallable flair, i came to shift perspectives
god told me that this was written, i came to give the message
as days turn to weeks and months multiply to years
i’ve survived some fierce obstacles, avoided misdirection
remember living reckless; fast cars, women naked
drugs [?], sh-t was hectic, life; i didn’t stress it
18 with the john untucked incase some sh-t went wrong
i ain’t think that i would live this long
young black kings breaking statistics
telling death to wait a minute while we making chicken, no time to play the victim
for a hundred years, that i’m tired
striking back with rapidfire, fighting, scr-pped and black admired racist missions
f-ck a portion of assets, i’m tryna buy a boat
dying woke while they living life just like a joke
steady crying broke, this a style to remember
when i’m grizzly for the summer, we gon’ wild in the winter
seven cities on the tour while you piling in sprinters
i’m inviting a private pilot to dinner, difference in levels
n-ggas is special, my bio ridiculous
grave gon’ read “here lies a live reliable n-gga, flair jordan”

[chorus: jay nice]
so what’s your purpose here?
are you gon’ ride, are you gon’ try, are you gon’ persevere?
will you survive or you gon’ die ’cause of a worthless fear?
put that hammer down youngin’, it ain’t worth the years
enjoy your youth
i’d rather ask what’s your purpose here?
are you gon’ ride, are you gon’ try, are you gon’ persevere?
will you survive or you gon’ die ’cause of a worthless fear?
put that hammer down youngin’, it ain’t worth the years
enjoy your youth
[verse 2: left lane didon]
yeah
pipes blow off the white old road
lil n-ggas by the stove on go, glide low
sh-t, i go like the wind blow, wherever i want
ain’t a flex or a stunt, boy i’m next in the sun
got cess in the lungs, got dressed with a gun
bro i’m blessed and hexed, sh-t is treacherous fun
i’m on a h-ll of a run, came from measuring chumps
now my wrist stand pink at the funds
they share it with me, i ain’t careless or iffy
i be there in a jiffy
i can even send [?]
line it up, i survived in the flood
numbers dropping
everybody under copping but i time and adjust
run the option like the hoffman with us, spent my time in the rough
now my chip size glide to the cup, fist pump
n-gga just listen up instead of bl!cking for fun
let’s get this chicken and lumps and skip the hump
yo it’s half past 3, bread basket on e
finna hit the wild wire and get something to eat
hope the beast don’t run into me
please believe that i keep the company that my company keep
sh-t, enjoy your youth n-gga
it can be three-peats or state suit, you gonna choose n-gga
f-ck the end, i know the pen
pillows wet like you play for the [?] and the net
you with the blues n-gga
yeah, so move it along
keep it in the pocket n-gga, two and i’m gone
you ain’t touched a hundred yet, you doing it wrong
depend you and it’s on, one more time
yeah, so move it along
keep it in the pocket n-gga, two and i’m gone
you ain’t touched a hundred yet, you doing it wrong
depend you and it’s on, yo

- left lane didon

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