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letra de holster (remix) - nocap

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[intro]
uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh
i was told, “as long as you feel pain, you still alive
as long as you make mistakes, you still human
know as long as you keep trying, it’s still hope n-gga.”
free spizzy
ay, ay

[verse 1]
we was sliding, they was grieving (uh, uh)
we put bodies under cement
her p-ssy flawless, her head decent
that’s her ticket for the weekend
temporarily ignore me, that’s the trick for the drugs
how the h-ll i’m coming out shining through the rain and the dust
got on all this muhf-ckin’ jewelry, in exchange, make you judge me
got on all this muhf-ckin’ jewelry, i might need a attorney (uh, ay)

[chorus]
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
thousand dollar sprites, that’s how we pour up
in the stu’ all night, just me and sosa
win and then i’m free, i feel like oprah
[verse 2]
this ain’t what i deserve, your last two words always end in, “i’m sorry”
i’m fallin’ out of love, i knew it wouldn’t work, like a bad employee
f-ck up a fifty quick, my cougar b-tch, she hate i cum fast
i got one in college, she got a lil’ knowledge, but somehow, still got dumb ass
i bring the rolls in, in toronto, they treat me like demar
my roof a lil’ different, even in the daytime, i can stare at the stars
my heart keep stoppin’, my mind racin’
it’s this high that i keep chasin’
is it any love for an addict
if not, then i’ll hide in the bas-m-nt
we silencers, we pullin’ up like, “what he say ’bout me?”
them n-ggas watched me run it up, die ’bout my legacy
ma, i’m from alabama, it’s a bunch of crime ’til your son get tired
they offered him ten, he took it to trial and they gave him twenty-five

[chorus]
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
all my n-ggas fightin’ sh-t, all my n-ggas fightin’
thousand dollar sprites, that’s how we pour up
in the stu’ all night, just me and sosa
win and then i’m free, i feel like oprah
all these baby bottles and no strollers
it’s a pink night b-tch, it’s a pink night b-tch

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