letra de red dot told me so - $lim gucci
[chorus]
uh, yeah
molly all in my gums
i got my jaw locked but it’s fun, yeah
got smoke up in my lungs
i got no trust but that’s the sun, yeah
i’m burnt out like i’m done
like i been on one for too long, yeah
i’m searching for they love
just hold my hand, baby, we gone (yeah)
[verse]
got my brudda out in cali
got my other brudda in paris
why the sun feel so lonely?
’cause my b-tch gone in texas
i just wanna feel her presence
just one minute, just one second
i been tired of holding up weapons
i been tired of all this flexing
i can’t die yet ’cause i’m too young
i’m like t-pain, i been too sprung
i’m like bruce wayne in that all black
in my backpack, i got two guns
i go slam dunk likе i’m mcclung
with that mac-10 like i’m big huh
ab work, i might sit up
so go sit down, it’s yung poet from that northside
i’m likе john donne
truths out, ’cause i popped one
in that booth now, and i’m rising
i’m like lightning, i’m exciting
and no biting, i’m in my own lane
and all the ogs mad, they got road rage
all the woadies sad when that phone ring
it’s that plug talk, it’s that dope game
i got novacaine in my bedroom
just to watch the ceiling fan spin
thinking about the times that i sin
thinking ’bout all my dead friends
thinking ’bout the ones who never loved
just stay around ’cause i’m going up
yeah, dreaming ’bout it got me throwing up
and i’m choking up ’cause that sh-t hurt me
quit the percs ’cause it quit working
here to work so just keep chirping
in search for that uncertain
in the church like i’m converting
in the church like i’m converting
see the serpent, i’m dead flirting
that silver grill and that’s been sterling, uh
[chorus]
uh, yeah
molly all in my gums
i got my jaw locked but it’s fun, yeah
got smoke up in my lungs
i got no trust but that’s the sun, yeah
i’m burnt out like i’m done
like i been on one for too long, yeah
i’m searching for they love
just hold my hand, baby, we gone (yeah)
molly all in my gums
i got my jaw locked but it’s fun, yeah
got smoke up in my lungs
i got no trust but that’s the sun, yeah
i’m burnt out like i’m done
like i been on one for too long, yeah
i’m searching for they love
just hold my hand, baby, we gone (yeah)
[outro]
you need to understand that your little jabs and your insults
it’s all kiddie games
you can’t leave a mark on the champs face
your arms are just too short to box with god
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