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letra de crabs in a barrel - magzyy

[verse 1]
packing your bags, promised myself that tonight was the last
dagger went through the left side of my back
let me bleed out from my heart till it sca-
let me bleed out from my heart till it scabs
ink i’m inscribing is blood on a pad
told you my fears while you having a laugh
b-tt of the joke but i’m back on your ah yah yah
back on your ass, backing my sh-t like a plumber for cash
sorries horrendous, responses are scripted
as hollywood gimmicks don’t add me on cast
don’t add me for show, don’t hand me no hand
on god when i blow don’t pat me on back
i see the ones beside me through mud disguising
the love in drugs my poison ivy
tides are turning till the water my slimy
timе is money imma flood up the time piеce
this my therapy it’s more than the rhyming
i am 1 of 1 ain’t no one that can sign me
matrix the family, the army, the navy
i don’t like designer that sh-t overrated
don’t follow the crowd, that ain’t even hating
man of my words if i said it i meant it
cool with socials but ignoring the tele’
n-ggas talking like the women on reddit
start an issue we’ll be beefing for ages
i’m at your neck till you man up and just dead it
never simping for a girl i’m just friendly
but heartless if she ever testing my patience
hit her up like desperate n-ggas then leave her delivered i need her to know i ain’t with it
[chorus]
dreams on hold and i don’t even wanna show ‘em
the pain is here beyond and all i wanna show it is with you
claim to hold me down and yeah you do i can’t go nowhere ever with you
i wanna say i lied but girl it’s true

[verse 2]
i recorded brown egos for motivation
waking up to nothing i was so complacent
but can you even judge me for feigning for guap
in a s-x and drugs ridden generation
they say money will change you, i say it’s never gon’ change on you
oh it comes with the problems but before i wanted a kwacha
on god i could name a few more to be honest
would you rather mourn on the streets, belly of the beast
or a two door avantador? quit being modest
at least the air con gon’ heat up your coal heart to a diamond
i just wanna make sure my family got enough bucks that’s word to giannis (just wanna ball like giannis)
big rings on the way, championship themed bling glings on my grave
if i change my vision in this moment ‘fore i do it all then i’m a ding dong away
from the reaper visiting so i pay
with the wealth of the earth it is not a loss if you can’t take it all when you lay
and so i question my self why we always chasing riches if they all gon’ remain?

[outro]
get the f out my face if you cannot relate
i’m erasing the race
color blind freedom blue or brown egos
let them all fly away

- magzyy

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