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letra de praying to the sky (original) - lil peep

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[chorus]
u know it’s f-cked when the pain feel nice
cheap liquor on ice, nice
i’m tryna get u out my head tonight
i’m tryna get u out my f-ckin life
fight then we f-ck
then she suck me off twice
then i left that b-tch alone like it was right
wrong
in yo thong smokin strong outta bong what the f-ck snd i’m tryna make this song hey hey
young white pr-ck, i get a kick out hitting l!cks
watch how i kick out yo b-tch, just so i could cut my wrist
i got tattoos out my shirt so i can’t work i make it flip
pour my 40 in the dirt then light my dutch and take a sip
i hear voices in my head they tellin me to call it quits
i found some xanax in my bed i took that sh-t went back to sleep
they gon miss me whеn i’m dead i lay my head and rest in piеce
i be praying to the sky, i ont even know why, ay

[verse 1]
getting on top now
i ont wana stop now
give ya girl lock jaw
put her on lock down
p-ssy boy pop off
gon pull ya glock out
blow my f-xkin top off
let a couple shots out
[verse 2]
hit em wit a mack truck
bitxh i make yo ass duck
i ont give a f-ck if yo gat tuck strapped up
put my mask up while i’m hangin out the acura
blood stains on the black chucks
cobain in the black chucks
3 6 wit the wrist watch
yo remix sound like kids bop
you could never make the kids bop
girl yo p-ssy like a rain drop , f-xkin make the pain stop
ride round on the back blocks
lookin like i’m selling crack rock
red paint wit the black top
lil peep make yo ass drop

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