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letra de dust the bites - richboypopin

[intro]
yeah, yeah, uh-huh
i’m tryna get it right with you
wanna spend my night with you
wanna be right with, uh-huh
wanna be right with you, uh

[chorus]
i’ll give you my life, shorty, just treat me right
i was down bad on my ass, you helped me reach my heights
thinking i was fast, still comin’ in last, you showed me the right way to look at it
and now instead of biting the dust, i dust the bites
and now when life come to fight i hit it with a left-right
make the devil think twice, before he think of another way to plan out my demise
i get tired of people wanting to sit at my table and take a slicе
want the fruits of my labor, right?
your supposed to be a hatеr, right?

[verse]
well here’s some advice, learn to count your downfalls, add a vice
well here’s some advice, learn to take some risks, just roll the dice
well here’s some advice, find someone that’s right, someone to be your bride
someone to hold tight, someone you can call your wife
well here’s some advice, yeah, let me give you an advis-m-nt
learn to cut off yo’ connections, your not verizon
learn to sit back and enjoy the horizon
yeah, and learn to fight for what you love like yo’ last name tyson
steer yo’ wheel, it’s yo’ life, go get yo’ license
and learn to go, go, go, like you a titan
i love the kinfolk
visualizing how rich we gon’ be as we stare out the window
look at the trees sway as the wind blow
mansions and matching lambos
thinking of how we not gon’ switch up on each other, we not nintendo
different color skin tones
that’s still my family he know some deep info that not everybody knows
afterall you can’t use a arrow without a bow
still lookin’ out the window, i look over
foe done dozed, off the meds, off the drugs, off the lean he done poured
then i start thinkin’ ’bout some real sh-t
problems that neither one of us wanna deal with
are we even gonna have the honor of the long awaited feelin’
of the millions, livin’ in a buildin’ where the sky is the ceilin’
[chorus]
i was down bad on my ass, you helped me reach my heights
thinking i was fast, still comin’ in last, you showed me the right way to look at it
and now instead of biting the dust, i dust the bites
and now when life come to fight i hit it with a left-right
make the devil think twice, before he think of another way to plan out my demise
i get tired of people wanting to sit at my table and take a slice
want the fruits of my labor, right?
your supposed to be a hater, right?

[outro]
don’t sit at my table, i won’t pass the plate
workin’ out my problems, i’m in better shape

- richboypopin

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