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letra de 4 am freestyle - medhane

[intro]
yeah, uh, yeah
yeah, uh yeah
uh, yeah
uh, uh, uh

[verse]
brodie rocked the burnt wallies on the ave
mixing grabba with the flowers out the pack
new bags, different cycles
seen the light and peeped a few scabs
while used sentences made me lose track, tax em
mission brought me back, see the glimmer on the glass
walking, wonder if today gon’ be the last
in the mirror like, i know it’s me that’s looking back
scuffed, scratched, patchеd holes in my coat fast
another cup, an empty bottlе out the wind and trash
time fast, could be no tomorrows in a flash
yesterday i followed until i found a path
wore me down bad, yeah i need that motivation
new ties in my life but i couldn’t gauge em
whole time i was tryna keep my spirit safe
bad energy around me, had to burn the sage up
used to see you all the time now i’m like a stranger
wanted me to listen and i wouldn’t stay up
way up
walking slow, i had to pick the pace up
seventeen, i used to hit the bumper for the taper
can’t remember when i ain’t grown
teachers told me i was smart, as if i ain’t know
used to wear the same clothes
closet full of gear, p-ssing off my momma
did a lot to put us here
stories that i couldn’t share
as a yout, i learned to look aware, show no fear
they all around us and they don’t play fair
spent all day there, sh-t gon’ take years
[outro]
uh, uh, uh
don’t play fair
uh
and they don’t play fair, uh
uh (gon’ take years)
don’t play fair
spent all day there, uh
uh, uh
won’t take years (won’t take years)

- medhane

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