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letra de detached - retz hbb

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nights in my room then enter the blackness

girl wanna f-ck but i see she an actress
i hide from my fans im completely inactive

i write just to vent and its feeding a pattern
don’t cry suicide , you ain’t seen it in action
my bro stone cold on a beam as its cracking
don’t care what my dad did im equally batsh-t

me him old days used to sleep on a mattress
then came the and id sleep where the rats sh-t
bed was a gutter lad i seen sh-t tragic
i real from the jump do it seem like im acting

i feel for my mum n the demons she’s battling
i know i was young but i seeded the actions
she found my stash i was plеading to have it
i couldn’t care less i was feeding a habit

had smack in his safе like a demon i sn-tched it

stabbed n been burnt now im back to attack sh-t
and bust on the scene lad they actually spastic

rap like you cashed but you trapping on crack fits
i’m fighting a case i can’t speak or it’s back in
my sisters keeper i don’t care about a rap king
i’m real from the jump come see if im capping
(chorus)
you can ask about our nights in the cold
when i slept in the rain with a knife in my soul

in a draw hit a light in the bowl
x2

(verse2)

just turn twenty two but my lifes getting old
girl your not sober , the lie is controlled
bourbon and benzos to slide out the hole
and i seen this before so its time that i go

step back from the world try to lighten the load
flashback nightmares lighters and slow
i ain’t hyping no hoe , so i lye on my own

my lifes what ive wrote from the time that i spoke
if you calling it fake then you really don’t know
struggles ive seen from the kindness ive shown
now a lump in my throat from anxiety or coke ?

late nights drive while we lighting a cone
n i look back now seeing time as a ghost
while im counting stones like i might have known
couple gronks want me knocked im surviving tho
and betrayal only came from the side i chose
weather aunt weather dad or a life of hoes
eight years old seeing ice and smoke
when the timings right , then your life gon go

yet it shaped the man and the rhymes i wrote
so how can i hate , and it was time ago
petty in my brain from the lines of blow
and she wetter then the rain til we driving home

(chorus)
you can ask a about our nights in the cold
when i slept in the rain with a knife in my soul
partly to blame for a life i was sold
sweet puffs in a draw hit a light in the bowl
x2

[outro]
and they get it im in pain till i lie with ghosts
off a ketamine stains as im writting flows
while she getting estranged from the life i’ve known
my head in the game so its time i show x2

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