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letra de losses - ot the real

[intro]
yeah
(heatmakerz, crack music)
they say you gotta wait your turn
look

[verse 1]
they told me keep this sh-t a hundred like i always did (i always did)
play your part and stick to grindin’, we gon’ all get rich (all get rich)
guard your heart in this, i done seen how dark it gets (dark)
i was targeted, servin’ where the target is (let’s go)
prayin’ for my enemies twice as hard as my friends (why?)
friends got me on they side, enemies, they gotta fend (for theyselves)
the sparks gone, it ain’t hard to see it’s the end (the end)
she say i chose the streets, she chose me, then chose again (uh-huh)
i’m tryna find ways to stay longer for the seeds i made
which went back to seein’ ot outside where the people bathe
f-ck a grizzle, bro gon’ tuck his pistol, i don’t need to say it (i don’t need to say it)
and when they came with body warrants, we beat the raids (boom, boom, boom)

[chorus]
and that was more than she could take (okay)
i know she miss the way i give her more than she can take (nope)
now there’s no more candles, but i keep the cake (that’s me)
and when i’m talkin’ takin’ losses, i know she relate
[interlude]
i know she can relate to that, real rap
when i came home, all people told me was
what i should do and what i couldn’t do and all that
but they don’t really do that no more

[verse 2]
late night vibin’, i been weight white buyin’
audi 8, high, drivin’, rollie face bright diamonds, need who? (n0body)
i survived off plain-type ramen
if she ever cause a clap, then it’s the gang high fivin’ (it’s the gang high fivin’)
she said, “let’s go to cali,” i said, “we can meet” (we can meet)
that’s where she learned that life gets harder than on spirit seats (oh yeah)
if we soulmates, then i’ll holler when our spirits meet (holler back)
once you gone, it’s kinda like you disappear to me (poof)

[chorus]
and that was more than she could take (then she could take)
i know she miss the way i give her more than she can take (more than she can take)
now there’s no more candles, but i keep the cake (just want the cake)
and when i’m talkin’ takin’ losses, i know she relate (yeah)

[outro]
soup kitchen, 215
stop playin’ with me
where’s the money?
we don’t have it
what you mean, you don’t have it?
he said somethin’, i don’t know, about his mother—
wait, stop, don’t tell me, let me guess
his mother died and the funeral set him back, yeah?
yeah, exactly, exactly
his f-ckin’ mother, f-ckin’ dyin’ over and over for the last ten years

- ot the real

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