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letra de miserable - no savage

[intro]
uh
uh, mob
ayy jourdan
uh, turn me up
mob
mob

[chorus]
this sh-t wasn’t hard, i made a decision
i’m on a mission, i bet it get finished
you wanna be wealthy or wanna be rich?
n-gga gon’ stack it or either go spend it
pop me a bar and it f-ck up my mental
if you an opp i’ma see you and end you
i got the drac’, when he come i’ma get him
why did i f-ck her? that b-tch being bitter
i only talk to the streets when i spit it
i only f-ck up the check when i’m linen
i’m pouring wock’ to get out of my feelings
pray to the glock, only thing i’m committed to
don’t let ’em use you, them b-tches be pitiful
half of a bar only thing that i been into
i know the n-gga to call to come finish you
all you b-tches be dirty and misеrable
[verse]
i got the trap locked up with a hеadlock
don’t miss a package, we trap out a mailbox
fn bullet, it’ll knock off his dreadlocks
i chased an opp when i gave him a head stop
somebody told and that sh-t got my man locked
keep on squeezing this b-tch ’til my hand lock
lets have a trap-off, sh-t like the sandlot
i’m not a kid but i come out and play a lot
i’ma get out with this drum, i’ma spray a lot
fat sh-t go off, everyone spray it out
i f-cked a b-tch in the car with her legs out
i leave the block when they tell me the feds out
sh-t load of racks what i’m having
don’t wanna hear it, n-gga said he had it
what he was flexing? i threw that in [?]
i run a play on his ass, no madden
n-ggas don’t be on money, they be crashing
i gotta life and i’m living it lavish
get on my business and eat without baggage
show everyone that i’m more than a savage
i got the heart that i got from my daddy
don’t get too comfortable, b-tches be nagging
soon as they f-ck wop b-tches go bragging
[?] that they’re boyfriend [?]
for real, don’t give it up then she know i’ma tag it
whole lot of shots while we riding in trafic
just me and breezy and i ain’t just bragging
we got to do it to him if we catch him
it ain’t no question, we just gotta stretch him
hit him with sh-t and send more than a message
i’ma still k!ll his ass ’cause he texting
[chorus]
this sh-t wasn’t hard, i made a decision
i’m on a mission, i bet it get finished
you wanna be wealthy or wanna be rich?
n-gga gon’ stack it or either go spend it
pop me a bar and it f-ck up my mental
if you an opp i’ma see you and end you
i got the drac’, when he come i’ma get him
why did i f-ck her? that b-tch being bitter
i only talk to the streets when i spit it
i only f-ck up the check when i’m linen
i’m pouring wock’ to get out of my feelings
pray to the glock, only thing i’m committed to
don’t let ’em use you, them b-tches be pitiful
half of a bar only thing that i been into
i know the n-gga to call to come finish you
all you b-tches be dirty and miserable

- no savage

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