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letra de up (cardi b remix) - mindseed

verse 1
once upon a time these little sh-ts did not believe in me
took on all the toxic sh-t and threw out human decency
don’t act right, mad fights, chilling in a past life
pedal to the metal through a red and called it gaslight
sitting on the fence, but you’re staring at my grass like
“these statists don’t deserve no mindseed”
(i know that’s right!)
they try to keep me silent
under wraps like epstein island
six grams, take a trip and i’m the pilot
now you can’t stop smiling
the world is upside down
so i pulled friggin’ hangеd man flipped upright then
fl!cked thе card in your muddaf-ckin’ face
and broke the world’s smallest violin

chorus
if it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
if it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck
if it’s up, then it’s up, if it’s up, then it’s stuck
if it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s up, then it’s stuck

verse 2
some people got too much time on their hands, so they be hating
claiming they about to drop some fire, i’m still waiting
drones are flying overhead, it’s an abomination
never coming down, got my head in the clouds
we’ve been up for days
and that might explain my brain’s x-ray
shrivelled up like a raisin
you can send the whole team to pick me off
but i squish some grapes ‘till they get real soft
whiny brat with the twist cap
sauvignon, but the kind that comes out of the box
so there’s one more line and another f-cking insult
cardi b, get in, let’s go
verse 3
fake friends ain’t f-cking with me now and i can see why
staying up late into the am watching pink guy
people want smoke, then do not inhale – wet the floor, slip
clean up in aisle five, pile of stupid horse sh-t
stumbled on my song, she will never be the same
ba-da-boom, ba-da-bing
no pain, no gain
no shame, don’t feign no claim, no way
no cap, no hat and no bonnet
running like sonic, flipped a coin and got tails, i’m on it
heads up all across the board
and that’s why we call life a game (train!)
i’m never gonna give it up
you sick of my sh-t?
let’s turn it up, let’s shake it up
your ex owes like it’s tic-tac-toe jam
when you gonna l!ck it up?
my sympathy to those who might miss out on it
halley’s comet or swae lee’s vomit
paper bag, mindseed’s back and all you b-tches f-cked

- mindseed

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