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letra de crazy 600 days (still in pandemics) - m waves

(intro):

(yo-fourteen you got another one!)

(hook):

crazy 600 days, ran out of miles
you’ve barely seen walks without alibis
staffing these rocky roads i could’ve cried
brazy how keeping the head above the water
it’s been crazy 600 days at this time
(woooo, wooooo, woooo!)
it’s been crazy 600 days with more time, agh!
became much colder, need saves from divine
(ay-ay-ay!)

(verse):

i don’t care about my wrist being lit up
cause i went through litmus
stripped through the fire and trials, h-lla vicious
and viscous like p-rnstars
was blown away inside a pandemic effervescence
have no business with, when social distancing
i saw demons inside me to chase
banked on prayers, chipping everyday
in the waking life had been burnt
forget a cosign, when you have them tanned lines
was a square all in sin, across the both sides
i’m a scholar to hardknocks since ’05
t’was a youngboy, still nothing makes sense
guarantee you n-ggas moving on like they’re alzehiemer’ing
many think it’s over, but we still in pandemics
all i used to care about was a bandemic
fl!cking through the green pages
never ever wanna stop this growing, peter panning
in a pickle, rick and morty’s like a peppers
hot soup gotta pick one
‘fore it pitters (pitta)
pitiful that you’re tryna b-tter me up
try and be so candid-id (date)
(ate), we some grown folk
if we don’t suit each other
sticky situations gonna leave you desperate with the candyman
lemme tell you nothing’s sweet, when you incarcerated
passed around like hot potatos
that is why i mash that work before mardi gras
too many distractions been planted ‘fore graduation
on my t-pain lives, autotune singing like i’m t-pain
baby doesn’t mean i’ma buy you a likkle drank
then go take you home with me, “b-tch, you insane” !
even if i got the money in the bank
you gon’ wrestle with the fact, ain’t been on simping
dazing to the stars in a maze
on some pinky and the brain-ish
takes me back towards a time lived with rodents
back in the ends, we had no where to go
remembered this phone call with mama, knowing it bar for bar
hitting the nail on the head, spite what being told
“you better watch your back, forget a rollie”
“time is ticking, do you wanna stay broken?”
(hook):

- m waves

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