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letra de blah blah blah! - matthew maxi

[intro]
i don’t sing songs, i sing messages
let’s get it, uh

[verse 1]
at nineteen, it might seem that nice things
only come to those who drink codeine with ice tea
but what about me and my family
i gotta sacrifice my values just to see some cheese
whatever happened to the rapping
all these n-ggas just cappin’, talking about all that action
on ig with the static, then disappear like it’s magic
selling sadness is tragic
“oh you blowing up? that’s good, fantastic”
all that clubbing last night don’t mean sh-t in the morning
if we talking longevity, then you not gon’ see 40
if we talking intelligence, then i’m rick and you morty
and if you talking that nonsense, then i’m trump, you deported
baby

[hook]
it’s a whole lotta blah blah blah
please get out my ear with that blah blah blah
all i ever hear is that blah blah blah
we been singing all year to that blah blah blah
it’s a whole lotta blah blah blah
please get out my ear with that blah blah blah
all i ever hear is that blah blah blah
we been singing all year to that blah blah blah

[verse 2]
how you count all that bread, with the red in your eyes
popping pillies, it’s silly that sh-t really taking lives
real n-ggas chill ’cause they know real inside
but you live the life, talking ’bout b-tches and rides
all of them b-tches do lines, please get a life
you are not better than i, n-gga you must want to die
you don’t want a kid, you don’t want a wife
you don’t know what’s wrong, you don’t know what’s right
come on n-gga

[verse 3]
play me like a dvd
tell me why she misleading me
live and learn from my losses, all these b-tches been teaching me
snitches revealing me
n0body feeling me
love it when n-ggas is living, but they’d rather be k!lling me
woah
silly, silly me
forgot i was a iller breed
i could show you you’re special with bryson tiller ease
basically european, know nothin’ ’bout the streets
writing lyrics the only time that i’m packing heat (woah)
i’m just tryna’ smash, shouts out masahiro
flow untouchable, i’m rob de niro
bad guy now, before a hero
watch a hater energy go 100 to 0 (yeah)
how can you hate on the kid
the way you paying attention you gotta be rich
it’s like the city used to love me, like i played for the knicks
and now they hate me like i’m melo, when he played for the knicks
baby

- matthew maxi

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