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letra de missing - li rye

[intro]
(this one ride right here, ant)

[chorus]
i’m in new york with a glock on me
goin’ through pain, keep askin’ god, “why me?”
red, you got me in my feelings, why the f-ck would you leave?
don’t give a f-ck about these b-tches ’cause my brothers the only thing that i need
come back to me, brother, please
i been prayin’ to god on my knees
they say money don’t grow on trees
i fell out with love like a leaf
i been missin’ my brothers lately
remember the police tried to get me
i took off runnin’, they had to tase me

[verse 1]
emotional pain inside of me
i can’t keep these demons from out of me
i’m my city mayor, that sh-t amazing
got b-tches stalkin’ me
i slept in the same bed as my brother
we crashin’ out for each other
red, if you see my grandma up in heaven
will you please tell her i love her?
[chorus]
glock on me
goin’ through pain, keep askin’ god, “why me?”
red, you got me in my feelings, why the f-ck would you leave?
don’t give a f-ck about these b-tches ’cause my brothers the only thing that i need
come back to me, brother, please
i been prayin’ to god on my knees
they say money don’t grow on trees
i fell out with love like a leaf
i been missin’ my brothers lately
remember the police tried to get me
i took off runnin’, they had to tase me

[verse 2]
why the f-ck my heart so cold and it’s still summertime?
they say we p-ssy, but every time we come through spinnin’, they never outside
hop in the whip, go jump on the slab
pop me a perc’, break it in half
let me f-ck first, then you can have her
i see most these rap n-ggas some f-ckin’ actors
sippin’ actavis while tryna climb a b-tch, that n-gga dangerous
ain’t with that cappin’ sh-t, tryna whack a b-tch, we leave his brains on the pavement
they tryna be me for a name, so when he die, the news gon’ make him famous
i miss my n-gga cook, i miss watchin’ my brother twist his fingers

[chorus]
glock on me
goin’ through pain, keep askin’ god, “why me?”
red, you got me in my feelings, why the f-ck would you leave?
don’t give a f-ck about these b-tches ’cause my brothers the only thing that i need
come back to me, brother, please
i been prayin’ to god on my knees
they say money don’t grow on trees
i fell out with love like a leaf
i been missin’ my brothers lately
remember the police tried to get me
i took off runnin’, they had to tase me
[outro]
(this one ride right here, ant)

- li rye

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