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letra de don't interrupt someone speaking - ₦Ᏸ (n/a & bray)

[intro: noah adams]
bro, who’s calling me?
man, i’m hanging up this d-mn phone
aram

[verse 1: noah adams]
man, riffle keeps on trying to call me (me)
that boy needs some jean paul gaultier
cause it smells like sh-t in the air (what’s that smell?)
i got my christian dior outclassing this kid
trying to graduate with an “f”? close the door (door)
looking at geometry class, check your score (score)
disabled, can’t even speak the english language
he might be a jamaican, talking like biggie smalls
he’s tall, but i must be mistaken, cause he’s not t-wall
this diss track gonna lead to a brawl
sayin’ random sh-t, that’s gonna be his fall
man is f-ckin’ fakin’, acting like ronald reagan
he’s always talking, can’t have a convеrsation
talks like he’s in the kkk, but hе’s g-y, g-y, g-y
cooked that fella on a grill, filet (aye, aye)
that’s why you quit track, so you better pray (aye, aye)
aye, aye
aye, aye

[interlude: brayden loving]
yeah, call you keeg diddy
uh, check
look, look
[verse 2: brayden loving]
quit complainin’, no life is perfect
act different all the time, fake behind the curtain
just stop speaking, you be sounding like a nerd, man
n0body cares about you, your voice ain’t heard, man
stop bothering everyone with your dumb music (music)
it really ain’t that hard to tie your shoes kid
not just one, it’s multiple
lookin’ around (lookin’ around), gullible
whatchu call when i wanna be around you?
you don’t (you don’t)
and if you wanna be apart of the group
you won’t (you won’t)
down goes the runner, he ain’t crossing me no more
cross country, boy i’ll start a world war
love starting the beef, talking all day
fighting this and that, one-two combo, cookin’ his date
fumbled the bag, but the convo was fake
keep sleeping on me, though i am one of the greats
batting 1.000 on the field and the batting cage
chew carefully, don’t choke on the biggest of stage (stage)
feel like astroworld, t-scott, but i play like altuve
my life, i live it like a movie
too bad you can’t see it, only on blu-ray
you be looking like a cartoon
step on a rake, hittin’ your face
i’m locked in all the way
you think you’re safe, cause you’re standing right beside me
take another guess, “ooh, he’s right behind me”
ain’t backstabbing if there was never love
stop trying to take your friends girls when you kiss your sister, bruh
i could talk about the gym incident, not enough
how about i make the rest of your life tough
fight me like a real man, i won’t bluff
shoot your shot, take the first punch
i chewed you out, you some nestlé crunch
not the only diss, got a whole bunch
don’t go pullin’ no stunts
it’s bray and noah, this music’s for the love
[outro: brayden loving]
for the love, for the love
for the love, for the love

- ₦Ᏸ na bray

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