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letra de d.i.a.s - picasquiat ft. taer

[produced by parminder]

[intro: picasquiat]
i love it though

[verse 1: picasquiat]
time is now a factor
since the light split through the spectrum
i’ve been bitten by some snakes
but only seldom felt the venom
i totally lost myself to a female i kept near me
constant searches for my soul saying
holla if you hear me
i seen the devil in some rhodes sweats
skinny road less traveled turned to the car
that these n-gg-s road test
while amigos turn to enemies
problems stacked on problems
money is the hidden remedy
i still could hear the screams
pray that silence be the death of me
jonah wrote the recipe
i run away from god his evils never catching up with me
i’m feeling free til mr. t take me away from all these
godforsaken memories and back to my reality
depression symptoms getting thicker than the plot does
mixed emotions like mimosa doses
turned my back on the sickness
abandoned finding solace
i’m riding on my solo waves coasting sober
from coaster to coaster, table to table
flipped the script on the drink
what i’m sipping is unstable
and my mental gone now my cup is blank
and this pill i took made my perspective change

[transition: picasquiat]
yea
the way she look should be a sin, she was my sinsation
i love it though
i love it though
ya know?

[verse 2: taer]
love is like a drug, od’d on my pen
i’m down for the count, hoping to repent
she like to play i don’t, too busy tryna win
i fell in love once, i never will again
love is like a sin
she look me in her eyes
despise me with her lies
had bonnie body but i see she had pride that matched clyde’s
was never down to ride, got me rolling spliffs
fraudulent dime piece but never hit the lick
knowledge dropping my father p-ssed it i’m wisdom rich
and i’m seeing sh-t
hood n-gg-s drilling sh-t
focused on the come-up
but shawty blocked my lens
now i’m vigilant
moving militant
through hood religion
it’s the stop signs that we pray to
red light love like k2
never stop we run through
synthetic high the love is fried
the spliff is dead too

- picasquiat ft taer

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