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letra de faucet - nephew p

[verse 1]
just chilling in this four cornered room
thinking “what the f-ck to do?” every option but to lose
a rose from the concrete, a n-gg- tryna bloom
a n-gg- write gas, my n-gg- smell the fumes
i’m tryna blow the fuse and have thick girls all in the room
no beyonce but i want them in formation
liquored up, brought the weed for us to face
and the music on blast, hope the guests don’t complain
get in motion or just miss the wave
tom hanks in cast away, i will never put my pen away
or should i say my blade way?
wesley snipes wit’ it, joe pesci wit’ it, i bring it, gilbert arena
until my name is chanted in almost like every arena
this grind will keep on going until i get us some millions
don’t quit your day job my n-gg- and keep dreaming
the mind state of a young hating -ss n-gg-

[hook 2x]
and i been in my muf-ckin zone lately
and these f-ckboys love to bring
negativity, weird energy, and stupidity
whatever else they bring to the table won’t phase me

[verse 2]
and i can smell the hate on your breath
keep it up and i’ll put this shit straight to a death
put this shit to a cease, one more line from deceased
you can say what you want about me, just call me a beast
untamed i remain, ’bout to have me a feast
feeding off these f-ckboys, the company brings
misery but me, i keep it moving and happening
thought people were down wit’ me, won’t ever do that again
and may i backtrack a bit, them people were never shit
i guess i played myself, a fear of abandoment
but now i don’t give a shit, can’t take ’em to the grave wit’ you
’cause it’s only room for one inside a coffin
i hate the ones who always get the laughing when you talking
you tryna be serious and be a better person
they hate you on the low but they love the idea of you
and smile in your face pretending they really f-ckin’ wit’ you

[hook]

there you have it
there you have it
until next time, may god be wit’ you
p

- nephew p

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