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letra de nirvana - rod wave

[intro]
pipe that sh-t up, tnt
mm-mm, mm, uh

[verse]
if you’re hearin’ this, it’s too late (late)
i’ve been writin’ this since tuesday, today friday
that mean tomorrow’s doomsday (yeah, yeah)
tried to fight the pain, but it ate me alive
sad to say i lost the battle against my mind (mm-mm)
you should be happy for me, homie, no more sufferin’ (sufferin’)
we all got a day, i guess we’ll see each other then (see each other)
i hope that heaven’s real and one day we can reunite (yeah, yeah)
and don’t bе cryin’ for me, i lived a wonderful lifе
i went on tour and seen the world and met all of my fans (my fans)
i can’t lie, i wish i could do that sh-t again (sh-t again)
made plenty money, wrote my will, my kids is good
hopefully they don’t grow up so misunderstood (misunderstood)
i moved my momma out the hood and bought her a home
even though me and her husband never got along (yeah, yeah, yeah)
bought all my n-ggas brand new cars and watched them flex
wanted n-ggas to know i loved them before i left (yeah)
i bought a brand new house in houston, left it to my pops (yeah)
take the fam with ya n-gga, we all we got (all we got)
in they face the whole time, beggin’ for help
for years, ready to die but scared of death (yeah, oh)
i tried to pop a couple pills, they just made me sleep (yeah, yeah)
i left the house without my gun, n-ggas fakin’ they beef
i poured a half a pint of wock in a two liter soda
stuck as f-ck, couldn’t move, i thought it was over (over)
false alarm, n-gga
i told the world how i was feelin’, my worst decision (my worst)
since this fame and all these millions, they treat me different (different)
tired of fake smiles and broken hearts, it’s f-ck the world
f-ck the money and the cars, the jewelry and the girls (yeah, yeah)
they all treat me like i’m him, i feel so alone (yeah, yeah)
like i’m just a walkin’ come up without a soul (yeah, yeah)
i hope, this ain’t how they remember me
thought accomplishin’ my dreams would end my misery (misery)
i’ve been this way for awhile, lost as a child (yeah, yeah, yeah)
momma always tellin’ me smile, she’s so in denial
still wishin’ i had some help (help)
what the f-ck? make a n-gga run off and blast himself
[outro]
mm-yeah

- rod wave

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