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letra de wasteland - nite

[chorus: niteboi]
if we not on the way to the bank then, what are we chasin’?
when i get all of my chains in, don’t leave me hangin’
around the corner they acting fugazi, blast em’ and send em’ to sp-ce (yeah)
need my own sp-ce, d-mn
trapped in wasteland (yeah)

[verse 1: niteboi]
on my hands, i got all this high pressure
contemplating how to make it, can’t end up on a stretcher
the way livin’ drainin’, gotta make it better, yeah
countin’ for the weather, stars alignin’ for the treasure, yeah (icy, icy)
icy on the wrist (wrist!)
she tiny and thick (wow)
tommy hip, ain’t no time for lip (nah)
this that quickdraw, i ain’t do no wrong
i been pickin’ steals, credited, chosen all along
i’m the reaper from the barren land, hood up on my cloak
in my fingers got a blunt, smoke like a dragon out my nose
but you know the plan, all is well, mercy on my soul
had me by the throat
grip-grippin’ on the goat (goat)

[bridge: niteboi]
when it’s goin’ down, you gon’ see me up too
this the reaper’s town, greet me with a cup
when it’s goin’ down, this the east side
we ride, east we be up too
[chorus: niteboi]
(yeah) that’s we chasin’
when i get all of my chains in, don’t leave me hangin’
around the corner they acting fugazi, blast em’ and send em’ to sp-ce (yeah)
need my own sp-ce, d-mn
trapped in wasteland

[verse 2: niteboi]
countin’ all my blessings in the moat (countin’ all my)
yeah, only thing i asked for since the boat
these b-tches always do the most
she sent all cap texts, then i murdered what she wrote
she not a druggo, off the drugs she like tug boat
tug-tug-tugging on my pepper, peter piper picked a truck load
now we ghosting, coasting, while we floating
twisting up a potion
down moscato in the condo
rommy high, don’t reply, bye
photo vault for the lone nights
memories of all my old sights
can’t be missing out on my own
started to get it then she hit my phone twice
she sucked me, i’m back in my old life
selling off all of my own rights
knowing this sh-t ain’t for long
f-ck it, i’m livin’ inside of the moment
cause’ we told we not promised today
all of this bs get out of my way
young n-ggas, time to get paid
out on the field, it’s time for the play
all of the chains (profit the gang)
drippin’ the rain, pain and the stakes
all for the kids, dopest and trill
niteboi the king of the game
[chorus: niteboi]
if we not on the way to the bank then, what are we chasin’?
when i get all of my chains in, don’t leave me hangin’
around the corner they acting fugazi, blast em’ and send em’ to sp-ce (yeah)
need my own sp-ce, d-mn
trapped in wasteland

[post-chorus: niteboi]
d-mn, trapped in wasteland
d-mn, trapped in wasteland

[bridge]
when it’s goin’ down, you gon’ see me up too
this the reaper’s town, greet me with a cup
when it’s goin’ down, this the east side
we ride, east we be up too

- nite

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