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letra de it's not about u - llegos

i don’t want to force an abortion but with the force of this porsche
and your body’s form; it looks like a flower and
it makes my thorn wanna hit your torso
i’m torn
should i implore my imagination?
or should i ignore it and make a rap creation?
these masterpieces plaster my bathroom walls and floors
sending vibrations back to the cord where they blasted out of m-ssive speakers
this is jazz plus reefer
i’m asking jeeves cause i couldn’t crash or sleep
always up past midnight, my eyes glued to the macbook screen
i’m getting back to work while y’all catch a z
it’s a crazy world the way things happening
blood spilled in every baptist spring
save the apple trees
nah, raise the taxes please
meanwhile the blacks get beat
people lose control. kids are alive today because of faculty
i didn’t realize that i might go to cl-ss and bleed
i’m trapped inside one of the saddest dreams
gr-ss is always greener
there’s always something new, why must i have these things?
all i do is rap and sing, smash b-tches and watch my cash increase
i am the actual beast
people thirsty for my capillaries
i’m more unique than a drag queen
my technique is like an athlete’s
you get seven g’s just in the backseat
plant protein; please p-ss the peas
i’m too motherf-cking crazy i am out of reach
i look more pure than a white jesus doused in bleach
i ain’t really been around the 3
keep love for the city that founded me
so proud of my cousins allie and gi
my diet is strict calorie
salad greens only keep me down for about an hour, i crave power
it’s a filthy feeling that i still can’t shower
it’s now or never
pr-nounce the letters
llegos, llegos, llegos
every mouth better bow to the crown that’s tethered or stay low
my black outfit is leather
i pack loudness by the gram
the same way your hand roll up to smoke sour cheddar
you’re girl love me but i doubt i’ve met her
ooo

i breathed my first by the p-ssy
i leave the verse by the p-ssy
i’m in and out the p-ssy
i get around by the p-ssy
i hope i rot
oh my god
for every time life has thrown me around and down, i’ve grown in thought
i’m a lonely bach
it’s not about u
it’s not about u
you ask why not? i ask how to?
it’s not about u
it’s not about u
it’s not about me

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