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letra de couldn't imagine it - renegade metri

[intro]
head to sky i feel the stars close
rolling up some za i pray we all cope

[verse one]
some people only got your back when your put position
spin the block they at your back just like the opposition
people closest don’t hear the focus
it take a opp to listen
move in silence
all this money i’m opt-in to getting
resort to violence
hopped in freely but surely forgetting
a sort of silence that grows
right when reality sits in
you mad at me, you tried to come for my anatomy
they swept lul buddy
right out of his jordan 3’s
i pray these f-ck n-ggas
never step within 6 feet
young n-ggas pulled up 4 door
we was 6 deep
pay the ticket for what you say
don’t think that sh-t cheap
tlc for all the world
until they start to creep
bird’s eye!
i can hear some people hawking me
envy cries
i can hear some people chalking me
never demise
we all gods when you walk with me
top 5
before you score you know one is me
metri, jordan, lebron james
you know i’m one of three
f-ck with me
not just a boss, i’m a company-
it’s
bad b-tches, good weed
within this company
big money
all my seeds
is all what she want from me
[hook]
walk away from me
i couldn’t imagine it
man i couldn’t imagine it

[verse two]
hold up i need a second
i think they need a reference
to what’s a lethal weapon
i put the e effort-less
you should peep what the record is
you know it’s metri on the record b-tch
live like it’s twitch
i got to talk my sh-t early
ask why i drop so many hits
i feel the people deserve me
a next level to game like i’m curry
was told
when n-ggas turn on you it was a lesson
i thought
that’s when you spin with the fn
it was fun if you was in it
roll the dice and take ya first high
when you gamble with life
that sh-t get additive
cause when you win, you feel lifted
the bigger the bag the bigger the risk is
the downfall (uhh) i won’t get too specific
everybody fiends tell me what your itch is
my fingers itches as i get the paper
this sh-t not for singalong
but it’d be perfect if you could singalong
don’t get me wrong cause i done plenty wrong
you hear me calm
but i’ll be on for anything
in case you ring the alarm
i’m in the middle of being broke and rich
like i ain’t got no maybach in this b-tch
but she know i exist
she dipping off with young sauce
cause i got bags of the chips
they bet on me
before they’ll gamble with whatever you is
these n-ggas give all the detectives the clues and shìt
i come to you live and direct like the news and shìt
giving you my point of view and sh-t
i show you how to move but i never spill what we do, it’s just this
they was calling me the drizzy in my city
cause i don’t drilly but i’m go wheelie on a instrumilly
then bring it back to you like you got to feel me
every single song
you goin hear the real me
a god among
the gods
i see the vision clearly
when it comes to these beats
these rappers fear me
i’m swerving hi hats but ya never produce nothing near me
champ thru the pain i feel you got to cheer me
you see my face
i get a little teary
so many onion nights
they tryna pill me
against all odds i never let ‘em stir me
i guess that’s why they feel me
[hook]
tried to walk away from
i couldn’t imagine it
man i couldn’t imagine it

- renegade metri

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