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letra de keisha - maxxx julian

verse 1:
swim or you’re drowning, crawl or you’re walking/n-ggas is awkward, i swear to god, it’s weird talking to ’em/i hate to be a bougie n-gga or sound introvert/when i was locked, n-ggas ain’t know how to take it, i never spoke to them first/but gotd-mn, these motherf-ckers know that these hands will work/and all them clout chasing a n-ggas the ones that found out first/i never lose my temper, when i do it’s the energy/ if i’m a god, i can’t let dark entity’s get to me/ physically and mentally, i’m unf-ckwitable/but still will k!ll a n-gga, as far as your family i’m hospitable/ain’t, none of these mothaf-ckers out here original/until that gangsta role put them in a condition, that’s critical/get rid of you? my n-gga, that’s all i was meant to do/i keep forgetting to pull the plug on these n-ggas, i’m in my terrible 2’s/if i die before you, then it’s just meant to be/ but say your prayers, because when the lights is off, i’m putting your ass to sleep, b-tch!/

hook:
rockabye baby, and all that other sh-t/because these n-ggas, out here giving n-ggas, n-ggas governments/and i can’t f-ck with n-ggas, that f-ck them, and their mother’s kids/and any other kid, that came up out that b-tch/×2

verse 2:
broke, or you’re balling, climb or you’re falling/ either way you’re getting chopped, like them n-ggas do in new orleans/but, of course this sh-t is important/when life forces you to retaliate, then you start speaking back to those voices/that’s in your head, it got you going crazy, that sh-t will get you k!lled quick/i never understood that phrase, crying over spilt milk/ because n-ggas is out here spilling blood, every day they’re getting k!lled/or get they ass in front of the judge, and talk about survivor’s guilt/watch the n-ggas you’re riding with, because when it’s time to collide with sh-t/they’d be the ones to run and hide from sh-t, they’re all kinds of b-tch/then got the nerve, to ask me why i smoke so much/and how the f-ck i’m so naive, but i seem to know so much/man f-ck ’em, i pay these n-ggas no never mind/that same mind, will k!ll your f-cking offspring, like summertime/ this little gun of mine, i’m a let it shine/ and split your sh-t apart, like nosy neighbors in their f-ckin blinds/

- maxxx julian

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