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letra de shooter - natstar

they telling lies n-gga i

they telling lies n-gga i give you the truth
got to end up on top
yeah n-gga i’m on the roof
i’m ready to die for it
got to give me the loot
coming straight off the top
sh-t i’ma be ready to shoot

bang, n-gga i’m outside
go ahead and pursue
leaving their mouth wide
and they’re ready to truce
i don’t do sh-t for the numbers
i don’t do sh-t when you want it
i only do sh-t for the moment
got to admit
only do sh-t on my lonely
yeah i’m a loner
just leave me the f-ck alone
lil b-tch i’m a stonеr
i light up whatever i’m growing
got half of this sh-t in the bag
i wakе up and finish this
sh-t in the morning
run it that money machine
i count it up
yet i stash don’t flaunt
where the cash at
working this sh-t
like it’s the 5th of the month
where your ass at
lurking and sh-t
why don’t you come sit in the front
just living out, purpose and sh-t
just me you and a blunt
trying to live life, perfect and sh-t
that ain’t the sh-t that i want
nah that ain’t the sh-t that i need
success yeah i need it
like i got to breathe for it
grinding i pray to god
when i pray to god
sh-t i’m on my knees for it
learning my lessons
all the dumb sh-t sowed
yeah i reaped for it
i’ma go mexican
sh-t’ll get spicy
yeah i’ll take the heat for it
you n-ggas in chaos
sh-t i’ll be the recourse
don’t f-ck around
push me to the edge
sh-t i’ll be the c4
n-gga blowing up
order my sh-t on the net
a n-gga don’t see stores
straight off the porch
did it with faith
sh-t i took a leap for it
they telling lies n-gga i give you the truth
got to end up on top
yeah n-gga i’m on the roof
i’m ready to die for it
got to give me the loot
coming straight off the top
sh-t i’ma be ready to shoot

ready for class
i’m taking you n-ggas to school
already a class of my own
i’m passing this sh-t to myself
it’s you
confetti will fall and celebrate
nah none of this sh-t ain’t new
talking loud on the internet
knowing none of this sh-t ain’t you
sh-t half of y’all are already read
none of your sh-t ain’t blew
stash half a mill cash in that bed
i don’t play by the rules
put half of that in the bank
stay ducking them n-ggas in blue
i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas
ain’t cool
ain’t no love for you
b-tches and fools
sh-t life is a b-tch
i just f-ck her and
give her the tool
you’re likely to switch
i don’t trust you
i give you the deuce
i’m high as a b-tch
off that za
and i’ll give you the juice
i’m just trying to be rich
until i die
until then i’ll pursue
yeah, uh
they telling lies n-gga i give you the truth
got to end up on top
yeah n-gga i’m on the roof
i’m ready to die for it
got to give me the loot
coming straight off the top
sh-t i’ma be ready to shoot

ready for war
sniper i sit on the roof
ain’t playing no games
i aim at you
aiming to leave a lil hater
a poof
let him disappear
sh-t is a blur
sh-t lets get it clear
sh-t is absurd
y’all out of pocket
you ain’t f-cking with a rocket
n-gga it’s a missile here

- natstar

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