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letra de want more - project

{chorus}
you say you want more
b-tch you ain’t sh-t!
you f-cked with my heart
now i’m getting lit
leavin your house late at night, i don’t know what’s right and whats’s wrong
i’m just a youngin out here trynna run this check up for my mom
i relive traumatized moments in my life and put em in songs
i’m smokin so much dope it got me high, i’m f-cked up and i’m gone
smokin all my pain away, that’s the only thing i can do right now
lately i been feeling crazy cause usually i’m with my boo right now
{verse 1}
never had sh-t imma keep goin in. can’t live my life always depending on friends
n-ggas be quick to switch up like a tran. i’m runnin low might have to pull me a caper
i jump out the chevy we pull with lasers, full metal jackets to you p-ssy -ss haters
you a comedian, actor, a faker, if you ain’t bout loyalty b-tch imma shake ya

im gettin this money it’s just me and my dawgs
we runnin it up ain’t no time to be stallin
lately i’ve been feelin like an angel that fallen
if you ain’t bout money, then please don’t be callin
i’m snappin like lobsters, i’m gettin real faded
smokin on skunk got me turn’t on the daily
give me your heart, promise i got you baby
give you my heart if you promise you’ll save me
{hook}
savin me, they savin, that money it stay maintainin me
i pull up on scene while they say my name, they cravin me
if i fall right now will you stay or will you put the blame on me?
i cannot go back to the old days when fake friends would fade on me
{owen’s verse}
i ain’t trynna flex, i ain’t trynna flex im bout to pull up and f-ck on your ex
i ain’t trynna flex, i ain’t trynna flex im bout to pull up and f-ck on your ex
but that’s ok, i’m up next. f-ck around imma cash that check
f-ck around you know what’s next. don’t hit my line i’m signin checks

i am so f-cked up. i don’t give no d-mns, ain’t got sh-t but the contraband
ridin with yo b-tch she ain’t got no chance. she sucked my d-ck, got nut on my pants
nothing but greatness came out my past except that b-tch, that sh-t won’t last
lucky for me i move on fast, lucky for me i move on fast
i move on fast now. i got that cash, got that cash cow
i’m makin money left and right. goin right now, right up. you know i got that right stuff. gonna trun up. i’m gonna get f-cked up
i am so f-cked up right now. i can’t even think real straight
i got b-tches in my life and they want me to elaberate on this money, on this fame. they want this car cause it’s sane
imma do it for gang, gonna do it for the chain
{hook}
savin me, they savin, that money it stay maintainin me
i pull up on scene while they say my name, they cravin me
if i fall right now will you stay or would you put the blame on me?
i cannot go back to the old days when fake friends would fade on me
{chorus}
you say you want more
b-tch you ain’t sh-t!
you f-cked with my heart
now i’m getting lit
leavin your house late at night, i don’t know what’s right and whats’s wrong
i’m just a youngin out here trynna run this check up for my mom
i relive traumatized moments in my life and put em in songs
i’m smokin so much dope it got me high, i’m f-cked up and i’m gone
smokin all my pain away, that’s the only thing i can do right now
lately i been feeling crazy cause usually i’m with my boo right now
{verse 2}
rest in peace to my n-gga that’s x
and rest in peace to my dawg young flex
b-tch can’t stop blowin up my phone
that’s why ion ever be shootin no text
only need one girl im takin her home
no one compare to me b-tch im the best
rachet -ss b-tches be callin my phone
only want smoke cause im commin up next
you like a dog with a bone b-tch fetch
you like a rat with no cheese b-tch neck
get out my face put respect on my name. never gon change always remainin the same
drivin my car i might switch up my lanes. i been goin- through it no home in the rain
i’m smokin on indica, a violent strain. i’m in it for money, never cared about fame

- project

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