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letra de homicide - moving in silence

wha, wha, wha, wha
(homicide, homicide) wha
i think that i’m losing my mind (wha)
i think that i’m losing my mind
i think i’m runnin outta time
can’t trust that b-tch this time
i’m speedin i’m payin the fine
i’m riding around with four five
i settin that b-tch on fire
i settin that b-tch on fire
i pour me a pint of that lean
i love it i’m breaking the seam
i’m fallin in love with codeine
i gave that b-tch a curfew
that b-tch too good she curve you
two straps on me like urkel
this a demon b-tch she curse you

a whole lotta red on me
their choppa done fell asleep
now he feelin heavenly
i’m pushin that sh-t confetti
i’m swervin around in the chevy
fetti on fetti on fetti
fetti on fetti on fetti
turn it up
get me drunk
pop some bottles
feelin numb
if you hearin shots then you better duck
i poppin sh-t since been wit thug
play with two twos
b-tch im too cool
sapphire grills like its bluetooth
got a whole crew like its blues clues
vision way too blurry whos who
homicide, homicide
you know what you did isnt right
take a hit, take a flight
sleep till the morning and wake up by night
losing my sight
bring out the rage you know its a riot
start up a fight
lately i been feelin empty
think i’ll go another 20
theres a reason i been really petty
i dont think anybody every ready
now i gotta take authority, ill tell these n-ggas when to speak
no event planner afford me, they all needa get a lease

plottin and schemin
rage for no reason
i wanna fly in the sky through the ceiling
where you think you goin now that i caught you peeping
all night, all night murking demons
alright
i keep on stacking that queen
was on the wing like heung min son got out next day
still servin them fiends
gotta give thanks to mom growin up
always made sure i had my greens
on the m way doing one eight two in a blacked out urus, no lease
thank god it belong to me
thank god that i got it in pockets
from finding my pockets on all of these beats
i’m not your avarage civilian
made all these millions out on the streets
if i had to go be a kid again
i wouldn’t change a thing love who i be
converse with one brazilian
who made these millions out of the streets
it’s crazy, cuz she wanna still have centrals baby
and now i can’t let that phase me
on the a13 doin one eighty
cause the opps try beyblade it
she must think clark kent is what my name is
cuz she tell me come save me
and i still went there can’t blame me
had the whole world screamin’ alright
still need me a kylie jenner
she tried tellin me that were both twinning
the tats on her hands back then it was henna
step out the house smellin like opium
so the seats in the whip all leather
makin that money when i’m on the strip
and i ain’t talkin bout changin the weather
plottin and schemin
rage for no reason
i wanna fly in the sky through the ceiling
where you think you goin now that i caught you peeping
all night, all night murking demons

one flight overseas
shawty beggin on her knees
please please
poppin like yeat
nah this sh-t isnt built for the weak
gettin high everyday of the week
thankful everyday is a feast
i don’t got no type
like them black, asian, white
she said if there ain’t no travis in her life it ain’t right and she right
do this sh-t too easy
millions on the weekly
i love when it get cheesy
completely
on the go
pop an addy i wanna be fast
smoke it up when im tryna go slow
always first and im never in last
future told me dont f-ck with a hoe
i dont think about whats in the past
but i might f-ck around on the low
so i move around wearing a mask

plottin and schemin
rage for no reason
i wanna fly in the sky through the ceiling
where you think you goin now that i caught you peepin
all night, all night murking demons

a whole lotta red on me
their choppa done fell asleep
now he feelin heavenly
i’m pushin that sh-t confetti
i’m swervin around in the chevy
fetti on fetti on fetti
fetti on fetti on fetti

- moving in silence

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