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letra de prada tears/la costra nostra - lethaboacid

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sew what i reap look close at the stitching

devil in the detail my shoes be christian

i bounce so clean like a n-gga money mitch

move militant and i stay on my mission

gta i switch lanes , moving fast no candpaint

smoking on the freeway , ima star i just need my sp-ce

i’m turn my l’s to a couple m’s

do it for my fam and my patna dem

south side love when i touch my ends

we back in the yard with no offense

f-ck your b-tch let my chain swing

hit her p-ssy good made my jaw clinch

she say she love i get it how i live
i don’t tell her too much just leave her with a kiss

vivienne westwood my drip cozy

windows tinted i move lowkey

this dirty money keep me clean

margiela i stuff racks in my jeans

i’m the best kept secret like a mason , n-gga

i been k!lling sh-t like i’m jason , n-gga

ain’t a b-tch n-gga , i get b-tches

purp in my system , codiene sipping

nah dawg i ain’t stressing i just keep it cool

(i wipe my tears with prada n-gga)

nah dawg i ain’t stressing i just keep it cool
(so i just keep it cool n-gga)

my plug nice got good connections

smoke just to feel pleasant

got bad habits and so they’re expensive

coz everything i do gotta be extensive

all black hoody when i move in the dark gotta gotta keep the iron like i’m tony stark

smoke keep me high i move in the stars

paranoid i reverse the whip when i park

keep the quran right next to the glock

hit a red light n-gga i ain never stop

this is real life n-gga you better stop

i’m popping n-gga so i never do the pop
demons in my closet right next to my balenciagas

greasing up my pockets so i can buy more prada

nah dawg i ain’t stressing i just keep it cool

(i wipe my tears with prada n-gga)

nah dawg i ain’t stressing i just keep it cool

(so i just keep it cool)

the more you find yourself the more people you just gon lose

but i only measure myself against what is really true

i’d have my lil bro here if i could make one more wish

i been chasing dead presidents so a n-gga can live

feel like i sold my soul to fill a piece that’s missing

too many two timers i hear the snakes still hissing

i ain’t telling nothing i don’t know who the f-ck they kissing

and i’m tired of hearing so called real n-ggas still b-tching

but i keep my omertà we are la costa nostra

it’s all in due(jew) time i just keep it kosher

but i’m bashing every door that was closed on me

cutting off friendships that don’t show what i embody

y’all knew i been k!lling sh-t you see the autopsies

surely y’all knew i was coming for more than just bodies

they been living off of dead hype moving like zombies

they say they’re the new wave i guess i’m the tsunami

to this society i’m a bit of a menace like o-dog i tote a stick in my denims

i’m a young maverick uh something like denise

i’m a trump you n-ggas i’m no longer an apprentice

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