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letra de gold - mi$fitxapollo

[verse 1]

sitting in this dark room thinking bout my life
i been through a lot and all i can do is fight
n-gga f-ck life and f-ck you that’s the code to
my life nothing but skeletons and dead prez in
floor of my closet i’m feeling homacidal in the
back of the cadi a drive by just one time got 4
n9nes i shoot blind this is a story of the life
of a young soilder it’s been a long day i just
wish it was all over word from my own grave

[hook]

trust gets you k!lled
love gets you hurt
being real gets you hated
thats how the world goes x4

[verse 2]

uh i put the fun in funeral judith though k!lling
lucifer who that though in the supra though i’m
super bro with my super ho super duper though
yesterday i bought myself a coffin and i ain’t even
died yet walking in the cemetery looking real high
yeah put this gun to your pastor got a n-gga screaming
hallelujah vigorous the illest realist lyracist get
sick like syphalis get a certificate for k!lling sh-t
f-ck these n-ggas and these b-tches that’s sucking d-ck
and sh-t suck a n-gga d-ck for the year b-tch i know
you feeling it rolling with my n-ggas and b-tches cause
we the realist nig bout to do a driveby let me know i’m
k!llin them got that gold in my pocket like bishop n-gga
got that glock in my sock b-tch (i got the juice n-gga)

[hook]

trust gets you k!lled
love gets you hurt
being real gets you hated
thats how the world goes
x6

- mifitxapollo

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