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letra de ​crash the party - roddy ricch

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[pre-chorus]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
use the music as therapy to exorcise how i feel
tell me, is it fake love or is it real?
she tell me every time i talk, i give her chills
bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body

[verse]
gotta watch out for these snitches, gotta watch out for these b-tches
gotta whisper to you n-ggas ’cause all the hatin’ n-ggas might just hear me
especially if you came from the trenches, you can’t fall in love with no b-tches
gotta stay on your ten toes and keep your senses, ooh
i know sometimes she wanna trip, i know sometimes i had to dip
i ain’t got no pride, i pour up a fifth all of the times i pull up in vip
walk in a room and i know they watchin’ me
she wanna f-ck just ’cause they got my songs on repeat, ayy
took some time off and now they think they got me beat
but the whole d-mn time, you n-ggas been heatin’ up my seats
the tour life got me in light so i can see
n-gga, i ain’t never choose this sh-t, it came to me
[pre-chorus]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
use the music as therapy to exorcise how i feel
tell me, is it fake love or is it real?
she tell me every time i talk, i give her chills
bought my dad a 911, three hundred thousand on his body

[post-chorus]
let you n-ggas know it’s my city, i had to go crash the party
took a puerto rican freak out delilah, she call me papi
i can’t pick none of your hoes ’cause they talk too much
that’s just how i feel, that’s just how i feel

[outro]
i was walkin’ through compton one night at like— ahem
like two a.m. in the morning
i just left my girl house, i found out she was on some bullsh-t
you know what i’m sayin’, and
i walked past the 91, i was walkin’ all the way down central
past the graveyard and sh-t
i had made a l— a right on alondra, um
walked up by the side of the airport
and i passed the hood, you know what i’m sayin’, and
and i went all the way to the cedars
i had pulled up on my dj at the time and
he was just tellin’ me keep my head up and sh-t like that
sh-t was crazy, you know?
i felt like i wanted to die, i felt like i ain’t even wanna be here no more ’cause
i just— i ain’t have sh-t at the time, you know what i’m sayin’?
and music was all i really had, so
you know just from goin’ to jail and
f-cking around in the streets, i knew it wasn’t sh-t
so i had to just, keep my head up, keep goin’, get focused
grind that sh-t out, you know what i’m sayin’?

- roddy ricch

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