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letra de nola capalot - lrn nola

[intro]
b-tch
i don’t really like
gotta explain myself
do i?
talk to n0body anyway
n0body be understanding
what the f-ck i be saying
i just come up in here
and i just
say what the f-ck on my mind
really

[hook]
it’s funny how they know my name
they know that i’m for to take off
now they want board on a plane
ima buss out no roof on the coupe
and i do what i do
bussing two brains
ye
screaming f-ck them lil n-ggas who say they can’t feel me
cause this right here be some true pain ye
god forbid that i get me bag
and don’t share with who laughed
they gone call me 2 faced
i feel like it’s deja vu i done been thru it
yeah yeah yeah yeah
they don’t f-ck with my music
don’t care i been cooling
my last b-tch was choosing
and i’m playing stupid
nawl i don’t
rockwell with all these fiends
but
“it’s somebody watching me”
one eighty seven
ten four
they dead copy me

[verse 1]
i’m ruthless
send some shooters
i’m eating at ruth’scris
mama really ain’t f-cking with
none of my music
cause i rap bout that ruger
cause i done lost to it
said b-tch i’ma young
mogul in the making
i was the last real n-gga
‘fore the alias
i’ma file a lawsuit against
tyler perry
i hung up my jersey ain’t doing no playing
b-tch f-ck that!
slanging them tecs like a referee
my next car be a ‘73 caprese
whole time they was snakes
and they couldn’t wait to say that sh-t
but i won’t let it get to me
no i ain’t playing f-ck a playground
told all these n-ggas don’t play round
had a dream luther king
want the ms
i ain’t taking no l’s
keep the k round
lv on the bag
f-ck a spray ground
say b-tch i’m beefing with the devil
he playing red rover
god keep your hand up on my shoulder
he tryna bring me over
say he gone die bout this respect well he gone have to
the beef ain’t never gone die down
this sh-t ain’t never over
said my youngins heartless
so they ain’t playing no games
we really want him dead
he got hit up close range
i’m f-cked up in the head
cause i keep getting more pain
told my mama to gimme a year in rap
and it’s gone all change

[verse 2]
n-ggas ain’t on my team
so i’m feeling f-ck everybody
like i ain’t get me no math partner
no tutor
i ain’t sharing none of my problems
treat him like wet shirt
gone take his top off
no carpool
hoe a dropoff
ye
i’ll spin the bin
and again and again
like jenga pieces
knock the block off
all these n-ggas be band-wagons
get ‘em blowed on some
trumpet sh-t
we be pushing up on ‘em
they be doin them twitter fingers
i don’t like that trumping sh-t
i be tryna keep my head on
like car collisions
i’ma do like that boy
i’ma go missing
and i be rolling with bloods
so don’t put up your thumb
unless you hitch hiking
i been loving and loving
ain’t feeling these b-tches
like mike i’m dog tired
and free all my n-ggas
got jammed with them pigs
a lot of days being hog-tied
want louboutin all on my shoes
like i stepped in dead bodies
scared n-ggas be speaking on moves
free walkdownnuke
you know the feds got him
yea i know
we was posted up sunday to sat-rday night
a lot of people dying
i know that i might
it’s 3 on my head
if i see them blue lights
my grandma still with me
it get cold i feel her spirit
my mama play quiet
but got her own demons
i don’t never say
how i be feeling

[outro]
i’m too heartless yeah
i’m too heartless yeah
trapped in darkness yeah
these my scars yeah
my youngins heartless
playing no

- lrn nola

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