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letra de best end - lul bob

best end lyrics
[intro]
i just spent four on a vlone t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin’
you never know when we working, you only see your best end

[chorus]
i just spent four on a vlone t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin’
you never know when we working, you only see your best end
clutchin’ poles since he was eleven, young n-gga no top, he be hatin’
never knew nothing’ ’bout a re-run, open his hand, he carry all the pa-a-a-in
things won’t cha-an-an-ge, if you do the sa-a-a-me
i just be vibin’, but hey say that i’m working, when i put these he-a-a-d phones on
sugar red bone and she put that head on me, i’m tryna get inside of her ’til the mornin’
glock on the dresser, you know that i’m on it
brand new ap, i just got it from fee, can’t leave it ’round no hoes
i know that they want it

[verse]
we goin’ up and i drop the top in the ra-a-a-in
don’t care ’bout no we-a-a-ther and if you knew bet-e-e-er, then you would do be-e-e-ter
and i miss my bros in the bin, i’ma write them a le-e-e-ter
lord, forgive me for my sins, i’m trying to do be-e-e-ter
when i drop the top in the benz, can you change the we-e-e-ather?
’cause it say that it’s suppose to rain today and i’ve been through too many rainy days
and i’ma chase these dead presidents, in some way, hope the pain fade away
look in my phone and i see the hate, but i ain’t worried about what these people say
’cause none of what they talking about get me paid
we be lit, turning up for days and takin’ chances, you would never make it
nothing they talking about get me paid
[chorus]
i just spent four on a vlone t-shirt, you never know when we hurtin’
you never know when we working, you only see your best end
clutchin’ poles since he was eleven, young n-gga no top, he be hatin’
never knew nothing’ ’bout a re-run, open his hand, he carry all the pa-a-a-in
things won’t cha-an-an-ge, if you do the sa-a-a-me
i just be vibin’, but hey say that i’m working, when i put these he-a-a-d phones on
sugar red bone and she put that head on me, i’m tryna get inside of her ’til the mornin’
glock on the dresser, you know that i’m on it
brand new ap, i just got it from fee, can’t leave it ’round no hoes
i know that they want it

- lul bob

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