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letra de night games - psalm one

psalm up, psalm up, let me be, let me be
you can’t get a truth better than me, let me see
my trust, my trust kinda weak, kinda weak
came back people fronting on me, overseas
lime green, lime green
can it be family
got me knowing who on my team and they yelling
psalm up, psalm up
psalm up, psalm up
got them veterans loving my scene
and they looking for them freaks
where they at, where they at
we right here motherf-cker, right here

[verse 1: psalm one]
he texting me asking me do i think about him
i smiley faced him and said only when i think about him
my soul plate is mahalia with regalia
bailing your corny dramal-tudes my army is lou’s
running the city, ducking them ducks
fighting the rush to rush my lessons
blessing the jah jargon be duff
pardon me but you little f-cks can gobble me up
your squad is the suck, a bad mixture
of fake frat sister, sorority, post college hipster
visiting wicker, michigan ave, going broke
back to the blocks, the burbs south side or north poles
living that faux life, having your family jilted
you gotta be fresh to def, i know but even amber wilted
with your cameras tilted, getting that money shot
i’ma be chilling up in the cut, stuffing my honey pot
or is that money pot, either way i’mma fill it
i’m painting to get the oil, so don’t be so acrylic

[verse 2: thaione]
strong back, pillow talk
breaking her spine making her waltz
making her walk a little bit strange
dripping the sauce, bodily frame
pardon my slang
haven’t we met before, of course i’m sure
the darling’s love to go explore
the after hours connoisseur
it’s hypnotic can’t you tell they erotic
stare in they optics
i’m the st-tching that just curve around their inner thighs and pockets
switch the topic, the top of the prophets, closing discussion
busting for the sake of busting
tell your potnas this is nothing
cl-ss has never been in session before
see i declare war on these weaker motherf-ckers, we can settle the score
it’s predetermined we flipping sermons
earning more than what’s on the surface
green light specials in the back, mississippi burning
galaxy official psalm credentials over instrumentals
love to play the post the plan is not coincidental
this is flashing lights huh, sodium acid
a deadly combination here’s the flowers for your attic b-tch

- psalm one

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