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letra de loving me - p.mo

[verse 1]
at the wrong time for all the wrong reasons
hunting for the money so this life is open season
all these memories my jail so this music is my freedom
with my boys after school we be twisting up the serums
never hear them in my eardrum if they talking that hate-sh-t
said you keep it real but all i hear is you’re the fakest
now everybody wanna work
feeling like i made it, but i ain’t done sh-t yet
see i be k!lling the flows
playing these shows n0body knows
give me a year and ten reasons to see me and my team on the roads
now we chilling out in malibu
drinking on some malibu
driving while a thottie giving brain for about a mile or two
said she can be the nikki to my drake
girl make me proud of you
studio on monday, tuesday then it’s back to school
can begin again, i’m so stuck to this
all of my new sh-t, she be so in love with it
so when this drop you can f-ck to it
you know that i run it all

[verse 2]
mentally distracted, emotionally unavailable
come to see you when you need me
how i never care for you?
always be right here for you
every time you call up
cooking like i’m curry with the wrist, know i’m a baller
cold to me like winters
so now i’m falling like autumn
know you’re so tired, ’cause loving me is exhausting
yeah baby, you give me powers like i’m austin
tryna f-ck you in the shower at a hotel out in boston
i can take you there
anywhere that you wanna go
[?] and around the globe
drunk as f-ck, speaking j-panese to korean hoes
so gone for so long, found my way home
i been putting the work in
skrtin’ and searchin’ for all of the earnings
’bout to take the city over cause you know i just been lurking
i don’t need your help
cause it’s me and squires by ourselves
and we ain’t stopping this till we got grammys on the shelves, yeah

[verse 3]
now i can really rap if you want me to
this kid going in, man, is impossible
now it’s plausible that you’re an obstacle
i bet i could get over you like i dodged a bullet
[?], streets to spain
spit some verses make ’em go insane
capital p to the m-o
better remember the name
i won’t call back? who told you that?
i don’t have time for all of your games
i’m too busy when i blow up you gon’ miss me
that’s a fact for sure
baby if you sink or swimming you paddle and back to sh0r-
oh man, oh d-mn, here we go again
the flow dope like a [?] smoking it
i’m so lit the flow switch
in the studio from the night to the early mornings
got a [?] when she [?] over
you should not smoke
now i’m never sober
and i got this drive just like arranged
you ain’t even in my lane
telling me to never change when i get my chain
but the fame does these things that start f-cking with my brain
i’m the same, i swear
say you love me, but you were never here
when i drop my new sh-t you won’t even give a sh-t
how you can?

- p mo

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