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letra de dust bunnies - q prodigal

[chorus]

me and my dogs, me and my dogs, me and my dogs, me and my dogs, me and my dogs

[verse 1: dedisart]
sh-t
me n my dogs ridin, flipin on auto pilot
if them doors get to swingin’, you know it be a riot
fictitious feeling of a bigger meaning, sun’s arising
but still they chomping at the bit, need survival and silence
even with no revenue i was arguably flyer
like a red bike, lil ike, now who you tryin’
this ain’t lil ike, i’m art, spark light in the dark
ded gang, malice in the van, keepin’ it parked
hopin’ n praying, that when i go i got my gold chariot
does it ever die? stitched all in it like cotton socks
place my coffin in it pimping in the parking lot
papa doc the reversal and then i cotton swab you n-ggas for yo virtue
unearthing the dirty sh-t that y’all into
been misguided, the big dog smilin’
everybody barkin, so outstanding
leave me alone, viper for the candy
rko a n-gga then he lookin for yo family
everybody feeling king ol’ hunter helmsley
triple the odds you gon get x’d out you feel me
can’t reveal the content that i’m building
but i can tell the children that all they heroes villains
sitting with a birds view it wasn’t what was written
trifling how they typing like they stipend on a new bend
me n my dogs keep strutting till the day end
and all y’all n-ggas keep playing with my name man
brutally honest, it leave yo ego in a defense
that lead you in to pretend reasons to hate my gleaming
i shine, all smiles, all quiet when he speaking
minding my business, grooming y’all, pet keeping

[chorus]

me and my dogs we, me and my dogs we, me and my dogs, me and my dogs

[verse 2: qprodigal}

let the sunlight hit my face if i’m too pessimistic
need the optimism, oppositions and my brethren different
at least i hope so…these n-ggas been benedict snitching and acting for b-tches like the gig was only promo
i been solo for a minute
i need roses for my casket give me hope or send me back to all my foes my only soul got plenty ghosts that’s tryna bury me in ashes
i can’t even hold up all my hoes i got some holes up in my boat i bought a moat so i can separate the masses
a step away from classes imma classist only f-ck who women who f-cking woman and doing magic
need my chakras balanced
and for my sake i ain’t been taking any plates
i got enough up in my basket i’ll be feeding for some days i need some praise or an appraisal
i been thinking of my rates stuck in my ways i got a day full of my troubles in my face
i’m in a race just with my downfall if i fall i’ll f-ck my face and that’s my money making
downfall i can’t bother with these snakes they try to bite and then i fall down i can’t fall down in this place because disgrace is in my past i’m moving backwards to replace my
f-cking sadness in a bag i try to grab it and displace but it won’t have it so i’m back at f-cking square one
these n-ggas ain’t been cleaning i can tell by all the dandruff
i’m in a corner wheezing for some air my n-gga spare some
if you really love me you would hug me when the dares done
i’m underneath the desk i poke my chest but i can’t fair one
i’m on your ceiling wishing i could feel the day my death come
neglected like a step son
i don’t need a reverend need some betterment’s and income
for my f-cking mama and the option just to spend some
need some time alone to wallow in my sorrows b-tch i been drunk
i told her i’m fighting demons she said all you need is p-ssy
i got the p-ssy i’m still grieving
what the f-ck that mean then
shorty i can’t love you i been practicing my defense
feel i’m in my prime i’m tryna grind through every weekend
so maybe i could make some time for you on wednesday
and you ain’t even gotta pay no mind to what yo friends say
really them b-tches been late
i know i’m an alcoholic a b-st-rd a soul sn-tching cheating malnourished angry ass n-gga that’s bad for me catastrophes all in my past and my last relationship ended, i’m all up in my bag they still hate it b-tch
trust me sis, i hate it too, imma pray for you
if you get involved with me just make sure that your angels do
i been standing tall but feeling down just like a angle do
my head above the clouds i’m tryna sprout just like an angel fruit
trapped inside this garden of eden
this b-tch deceiving
never bite the fruit if you don’t even know where all the seeds been
but i’m t–thing’, looking for a bottle or a model just to go full throttle on the auto that’s my motto b-tch it’s no brakes
i don’t need advise for all my vices for my hoes sake
i been moving trifling with my stipends in my old age
move before the door swing
n-gga

- q prodigal

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