letra de 12 stout st remix - reefuh
[intro]
put blood on the godd-mn verse
i was puttin’ in work ’til my back started to hurt
after all this, one lil’ thing i heard
“we partying, son, get back in church”
got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
found out it wasn’t nothin’, started kickin’ up dirt
(this is a slump audios exclusive)
(this is a $hmoney exclusive)
[verse]
the money’s on a time limit, i’m in a rush or somethin’
i ain’t think twice, why would i? this my f-ckin’ blood, bro
i’m still bleedin’ from the past like i don’t give a f-ck ’bout princess cuts
and my slime back home, he’ll do too f-ckin’ much for a pack of dutch, hm
and my brother overdosed, b-tch, i wasn’t nothin’ but nine
ain’t have not one d-mn clue, but it’s all figured out ’cause bro ‘nem [?]
so relievеd that he kept his life, but imaginе what that sh-t had put in my mind
momma left this house, gettin’ impatient, but sh-t, i know she tryin’
that’s the least i could do for her
look in the mirror, wan’ punch that b-tch, i hate that man
growin’ up, i wasn’t good at sh-t, that sh-t—, ugh, that made me mad
’til i found that pen and pad, so good, had to show ’em, my ass
it’s a reason you f-cks won’t last, it’s a reason i’m comin’ in first
if i win, they try and divert, put blood in the godd-mn purse
put blood on the godd-mn verse
i was puttin’ in work ’til my back started hurt
after all this, one lil’ thing i heard
“we partying, son, get back in church”
got a bag, then i cop them fresh ass kicks
found out it wasn’t nothin’, started kickin’ up dirt (f-ck)
ayy, now they wanna see me lose my cool
ayy, i graduated for my momma though, but it’s still, “f-ck school”
i had reverse role models, looked up to my brother to know what not to do
straight rap, he a fool, but he taught me a lot about followin’ rules
give a f-ck ’bout them, let ’em taste they drool
ayy, this rap sh-t deeper than words
caught back, tryna squeeze that verse
r.i.p. granddaddy, sh-t had me weak
couldn’t even lift you out your he-rs-, grandpa
i’m startin’ to feel like i’m cursed, grandpa
got too much to say [?][1:45]
but, d-mn, i’m hurt ’cause you left this earth, grandpa (f-ck)
[outro]
this was not made for your tv
it was not made for your entertainment
i’m patchin’ up cuts, spent [?][1:53]
tryna sit in containment, uh
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