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letra de moth - quadeca & saint g

[part i]

[intro: quadeca]
aye, huh, yeah, huh
aye, aye, huh, yeah, huh
alright, there’s a mic right here, aye
it ain’t fake, there’s a mic right here, alright

[verse 1: quadeca & saint g]
fightin’ crime, they call me doctor who
writin’ rhymes like dr. seuss
they try to doctor me
but i make more than a doctor do
all about the follows, you don’t follow through
like maybe that’s the reason i don’t follow you
now they wanna hate, ’cause the dollars blue
i’m like, “you don’t know the f-ck you talkin’ to”
i cannot start how they want me to
’cause i’m off the charts and i’m on them too (yeah, yeah, yeah)
everybody wanna piece off of you
when you makin’ all the paper, like the office do
they say that i’m gettin’ c-cky
b-tch, can you tell?
g-a-o-t, i’m like
“b-tch, can you spell?”
like, oh well, i don’t take ls
every rapper i’ll see you in h-ll
y’all on that boring demonic sh-t
maybe the power of christ will compel
i’m on the charts, i ain’t talkin’ excel
i am a senior and feel like a freshman as well
like double-xl (yeah)
i got the cl-ss and y’all gettin’ expelled
i hope you caught this sh-t, like nfl
call it odell
i chop it up, like i’m pharrell
that’s how i feel, that’s how i felt
keepin’ it gucci, just like my belt (yeah)
yeah, keepin’ it gucci, just like my belt
luca, you better hop on to this sh-t
better hop on to this sh-t right now
right now! uh
right- i’m like
right now, right now
i get the money, they want it like now
they gotta’ write down, uh
i get that money, put it on the mic now, uh
get it on the mic now, uh
[???] turn the lights out
in the foreign
y’all took the bike route, y’all are so borin’
i am so hype now, double my price now
i’m gettin’ money and everyone like how
if i am talkin’ than you better write down
better write down

[part ii]

[chorus 1: saint g & quadeca]
everyday feel like a fight now
turn the lights out
i’m just searchin’ for some clarity
like wrong and right now
can’t escape all of my demons
runnin’ from my lighthouse
yeah, i got so many feelings
gotta’ work on myself

[verse 2: quadeca & saint g]
everyday feel like a fight now
wanna’ get you out of mind and out of sight now
but i just pulled up to the function
with the lights out
they say life’s a trip, i don’t care about no baggage though
i just got here, she just told me that she had to go
why you have to go? oh, i hardly know
you say you a partygoer, i’m like, “where’d the party go?”
girl, you been playin’ with my heart, just like some cardio
on mario, i’ve always been the third wheel, like i’m wario
(yeah) yeah, i’m always going, uh
i cannot do boring, nah
got my angels, they ignore me, yeah
now my mind been gettin’ stormy
and they want me, yeah

[chorus 1: saint g]
everyday feels like a fight now
turn the lights out
i’m just searchin’ for some clarity
like wrong and right now
can’t escape all of my demons
runnin’ from the lighthouse
yeah, i got so many feelings
gotta work on myself, yeah

[verse 3: quadeca]
hopped in a benz
f-ckin’ it with you, i talk to your friends
gone in the end
hittin’ you up, i don’t want to again
and i ain’t five years old on recess
so i don’t wanna pretend
okay, well maybe i’ll pretend
i don’t wanna pretend ’cause i lost it again
yeah

[chorus 2: quadeca]
everyday feel like a fight now
i was always wrong now
you were always right now
yeah, i got this dough, but it’s just for show
yeah, got this dough, but it’s just for show

[outro 1: chloë grace moretz & jamie blackley]
no, no, you cannot leave me like that
why didn’t you tell me?
maybe it’s because i’m terrified of losing you

[outro 2]
you know when you do your thing, i’m gonna do mine

- quadeca saint g

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