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letra de buckin' - lifeafterdeath [@2lifeafterdeath]

still screaming f-ck em
you ain’t payin’ my bills
you birthin’ my kid
you ain’t tellin me nothin’
try me i’m buckin’
been loosin’ sleep
but i’m gaining my dreams and i’m sayin that’s something
hit it we gunnin’

i ain’t answer text
i ain’t answer no calls
i was gone all summer
i was missin’ my kid
he was missin’ me too no wonder
i was workin’ for us i’m sorry
record all day do school no party’s
can’t think straight and i couldn’t sleep hardly
i don’t play offense defense
guard me
big ass chops don’t do no sparring
armor on me and i feel it’s hardening
light hits me and i let it bombard me
blood washed clean no sin in this garden
i’ve learned from every part of my darkness
i was frontline every battle i fought
on god they was talkin’ when they caught it on the replay
i been where the love don’t stop
and the money just enough so i don’t gotta think about it these days
i been tryna better myself ain’t no bringin’ me down
i’m up not stuck
don’t twist that
you know how it go too close get cl!ck clack’d
said a lot twice just so i know you didn’t miss that

smokin’ on refer i feel like i’m jesus or whoever made us like f-ck is the difference
i think back on times that they counted me out as i look at the world in my my hand and its spinnin’
it’s still f-ckin spinnin’ you get it?
down for this sh-t but i can’t trust n0body
i’m bout it you get it you wit it?
follow my my lead
promise we winning

ain’t waste no time stressin’ no b-tches
tryna walk around in my shoes but they don’t fit em
i duckin’ no beef
you want it
you get it
i’ma get it to ya big homie
you and him split it
i just ended that page i ain’t ever gon’ finish
rest in peace heather rest in peace brent they with us
i ain’t ever been perfect
can’t taint my image
they was bumpin’ my new sh-t head went spinnin’
and you only get one chance can’t be timid
no use sittin’ here let’s got get it
no use wishin’ for a life i’m livin’
i don’t want that sh-t
ain’t me ain’t with it
hearts so big can’t fit in my ribs an-
fathered this sh-t say hi to my children
let it be done whatever his will is
heaven gon’ whether not you feel me
(b-tch)

- lifeafterdeath 2lifeafterdeath

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