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letra de lvrn cypher - love renaissance (lvrn), 6lack & westside boogie

[intro: omb bloodbath]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real
this sound like a [?]

[verse 1: omb bloodbath]
ayy, hol’ up, plot twist
n-ggas stuntin’ on the ‘gram, but they ain’t got sh-t
beast mode, cheat code, no locksmith
stay up in the hood, whole mouth like hot chips
pop ceiling, n-gga, that’s what i’m best at
and i got —— that’ll knock a n-gga chest back
i’m a don, you a p-wn in a chess match
you like to save hoes, got a x where the chest at
i k!ll beats, n-gga, this a deathmatch
big street, had a —- where my desk at
back [?], n-gga, show me where the thread at
love renaissance, i’ma show you where the best at
i’m a vеt’, put respect on my penmanship
thеy gon’ diss, we gon’ —- on some different sh-t
when we hit this sh-t while we spinnin’ sh-t
it confuse ’em like back with the six and sh-t
when we hoppin’ out, know we rockin’, just poppin’ like bottle tops
and i got some top in drop from a model thot
and i ride with a —– but it’s not a problem
they say the block is hot, feelin’ like weezy baby
they out here slept on me, really, i needed that
i don’t believe in that, spark from a narcoleptic
and i ride for the ward and my sword is heavy
and i’m gettin’ more paper than [?]
ain’t room for you n-ggas, y’all lost already
i know you upset, i know i’m the best
but sh-t, i prefer for your guard to tell me
when they see us, they panickin’
diamonds look like the glacier titanic hit
n-ggas talkin’ all reckless, we —- he do
i’m exhausted, this drippin’ is famishin’
i’m on my bread and my cheese like a sandwich
and i put marshall’s on like a mannequin
you wanna be with a p but i’m stuck in the street
but i told her i do money management, b-tch say i’m scandalous
[break: noonievseverybody]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real
ayy, look, uh

[verse 2: noonievseverybody]
i go splash out like michael and crash out like trae
f-ck a lame, don’t know what he on, we on that sh-t today
i come from poverty, she wanna ride on me
hollow tips prolly go through where he stay
growin’ up, n-ggas be ruthless, they don’t give a f-ck
they’ll shoot the gun right where you play
come out the house, you see rob and duke
and monty and meech posted up where you lay
.40 is functional, dawg, know he wanted a coupe
that sh-t still mess with me to this day
hey, what you say? he play blind just like ray
i’m on a mission, they play me like crazy
i’ll beat your ass, just like dray’, yeah, look, hm
ain’t nothin’ like me, they hate me, i’m noonie
my bro locked up, told me to pursue it
these .45 bullets’ll tear up a bully
he prolly hate and he fake
and he said he just frontin’ on me, n-gga know that he couldn’t
roll up a blunt and i face it
this a lightyear, get quiet, take off like woody
n-gga, i keep it in my hoodie
[break]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real

[verse 3: brs kash]
yeah
these n-ggas b-tches, these n-ggas hoes
i play with the p-ssy, don’t play with my nose
i got ’em [?], keep watchin’ my shows
these n-ggas be peasants and jackin’ for clothes
i gotta watch how i move, huh
can’t slip on banana, got grip on my shoes
i run with the winner so how could i lose?
my partner got k!lled, left my heart with a bruise
i cannot wait on no n-gga
i’m chasin’ this paper, i need like eight figures
my neck is on water, could cry you a river
the rollie two-toned, yeah, it’s gold and it’s silver
i got no time to be patient
i’m stackin’ white faces, how could i be racist?
i like me a foreign, her body built [?]
i’m hot, i’m on fire, i’m burnin’, i’m blazin’, kash

[break: westside boogie]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real
yo, woah
[verse 4: westside boogie]
n-ggas is broke tryna put it together
i know that sh-t breakin’ you up
uh, had to alter my thoughts and go marry that money
’cause that sh-t get dated as f-ck
maybe i just wanna f-ck, or maybe i’m over the sl-ts
or maybe i just be a player
maybe that’s somethin’ i talk about later
the mind of a n-gga got so many layers
know i had weight when she noticed me, uh
no, knew i had weight when a homie had picked up a b-tch
off the strength of him knowin’ me, uh
knew i had weight in this b-tch
when i broke through the grip of that hand that was holdin’ me, woah
like, look at the ratchet i grown to be, uh
i look at my ex, i don’t wish her no peace
pray that b-tch ain’t gon’ ever get over me, hopefully, woah

[break: westside boogie]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real
that’s hot, that’s hot, man, man, p
yo, woah, woah, uh

[verse 5: westside boogie]
i got the homegirl back, uh
she let me hold five racks, woah
i got the dough right back, uh
she love to hold my strap, woah
you be takin’ off-guard pics in the clubs
you ain’t even got no hoes like that, uh
i should prolly talk more sh-t
when i do, i don’t even gotta say, “no cap,” ah, sh-t
we out with the tug and she hate when i touch it
we out in the public
tell me that p-ssy is out of my budget
but countin’ my pockets is counter-productive
keep hearin’ screamin’, the sound of my stomach
tell her, “be quiet, you shoutin’ for nothin’
‘less you can tell me what’s louder than money”
she let me hit once, then she got with the funnies
like run me my, woah

[break]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real

[verse 6: 6lack]
can’t do it quite like this, you like this
that’s why i just tell ’em i’m passionate
these rap n-ggas ain’t mad enough
r&b n-ggas ain’t sad enough
i’m equipped with a gift, when i speak, i heal
above it, ’cause i love it and it pays my bills
d-mn, i got a beautiful mind
can’t parlay with n-ggas misusin’ their time
i done creeped in so smooth, trimmed up a bar, protools
you could see the glow, no jewels
stick to your bone, soul food
e-a n-gga up in n0bu, chillin’
who the last one that you seen with a flow like this?
so cold, woke up and chose violence
speak down on ’em, it’s best you chose silence
abolish the prize and acknowledge the honest, i promise

[break: 6lack]
i’ve been searchin’ for somethin’ that’s real
i promise, yeah, i promise, yeah, check

[verse 7: 6lack]
my bounce back is real doja-like
but real, real black like dolemite
look, i told ’em once, i told ’em twice
ignore my words, you know the price
my shoulders throw, they cold as ice
i’m goin’ ghost, poltergeist
feelin’ cornered, poke the knife
the holy ghost, he goes to cry
keke, i’m sorry to this man, i do not know that man
bright n-gga, we in dark times
feel split like apartheid
wrapped up like i’m part-tie
when this sh-t fall apart, tie
tie lands like i’m part-tie
you know i do this for my cuz’, no cap
do it for my bloods like, “slatt”
do it for my gs like a stack
what’s talent when you still untapped?
lost in the wild, no map, no map, no map

- love renaissance lvrn 6lack westside boogie

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