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letra de back - lil lung

[verse 1]
’bout time that my circle got smaller, yuh
your clique is gl-ss-made, i can see through all of y’all
you ain’t a baller, yuh
back on my sh-t
people from way back, they back on my d-ck
i’m still anonymous but that’s synonymous with the potential of writing a hit
cooking these raps and you can’t get a sniff, yuh, aye
gon’ drop a tape, no datpiff, yuh
can’t give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch, yuh
can’t give a f-ck ’bout a snitch, yuh
i’m writing these lyrics from my point of view
so what you gon’ do?
p-ssing all over your crew
my instagram full of pics from your boo
hate but it’s true
tired of the same old stuff
want it all, ain’t got ‘nough
gotta get it popping from my bedroom, yuh
gotta cop the private jet with leg room, yuh
gotta get some cash
tracks, stash
lames, they can’t see me, i practice my dash
events and backstories, leave those in the past
if my wish does happen, let’s hope it’ll last

[hook]
i’m so used to jealous cats, i’m a dog, yuh
tryna navigate myself through the fog, yuh
kid in the city, i’m back on my sh-t, yuh, yuh, aye
exploring my thoughts cause my story’s my thing, yuh, yuh, aye
i’m so used to jealous cats, i’m a dog, yuh
tryna navigate myself through the fog, yuh
kid in the city, i’m back on my sh-t, yuh, yuh, aye
exploring my thoughts cause my story’s my thing, yuh, yuh, aye

[bridge]
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye
back on my sh-t, yuh, aye

[verse 2]
my imagination skyrocketing
plotting on getting a profit in
open my lung and a cloud found it’s spot in it
there is no stopping it
only let you know a part of it
you actually don’t know the half of it
off to a rocky start, closet, no raf in it
i’m a pen warrior, flow got some wrath in it
stay at my mom’s or my dad’s, yuh, yuh
changing my pads, yuh
rapper of z-list, no ads, yuh
i’m wavy and they throwing rads, yuh
break out the box
hiding some f-ck sh-t, know you with the opps
finding all the building blocks
rock my black vans with some high f-cking socks
let me get some things straight
f-ck with me, let you know that bonds will break
i only need one hot take
imma blow up and you boys will shake
wanna throw up cause you boys so fake
but instead i’m glo’d up, see your girl, gon’ skate
dumb thot curved me, now it’s too late
cause i got my shape up
sleeping on me? wake up

- lil lung

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