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letra de thirteen - prophet the wave god

[verse]

grades down in school, i don’t know what ima do
i feel like i’m nothing, ever since i lost you
leave my heart alone, i don’t even wanna move
momma lookin down, prolly like “what’s wrong with you?”
i don’t even know, i hope you sell me a tool
cause sometimes i don’t, wanna be locked in my room
how much for a clip? wanna put one to my roof
i hope you can help, put a bullet right through
she called my phone, shawty said she wanna break
lost my friends, why you doin this today?
she said she can tell for while that i changed
walk in my shoes, tell me would you be the same?
i just cracked my phone, went broke in two days
and i can’t sleep, the depression in my face
bed a little colder, can’t adapt to the change, and i hope my life get better, before the time is too late
i just found a job, thank god i’m not broke again
someone bought a beat, now i’m on the road again
and this entire time i thought i wasn’t supposed to win
said forget simp, i seen the light and there is more to this
i lost hate, i lost pain, i got smiles now
i forgot about the feeling where you shining now
and now i’m diamond now i’m happy no more tylenol’s
i left my dark room, i’m enjoying life now
carried all on my back, running man for the bag
i been stuck through my past, i know i can’t go back
feel like i’m not gonna last, feel like a wrist in a cast
now my goal is to spaz on tracks, like gl-ss panes how i snap
i know i called you, just cause i got good news
they love my music i thought it was just you
no more depression, one noose i refuse to
bad luck, and trauma been rocking bad ju ju
now i’m in my bag now, with cash now, i flex now
everytime i rap now, i spazz out they p-ss out
now i’m with my cats bro, like dad jokes, she bad though
thanks for all the love too, without you, i’m trash bro
could’ve had holes inside my face from bullet wounds not bullet proof, could’ve just been lookin like i had the chicken pox dude
lucky with my money, freed my mind like i’m kid kudi, fake as costumes, no popeyes but i got chicken in my box too
paper route i go, ice flow, ice man i’m the goat
calls go through my phone, i know, she said she want more
i don’t really know, like a coat, she my body though
no c-ke through my nose, love you, i guess i suppose
no more razors, dark days, when i said i hate it
won’t forget a name you gave me, even if i make it
when i rapped about my life, thank you all you saved me
sharp as sabres, y’all amazing, thank you for the patience

- prophet the wave god

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