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letra de mildew (you’re weird) - rylo rodriguez

[intro: “over freestyle (intro)” – pim]
now that we’re over, i let my phone die
ain’t n0body check on me, it’s just me and my feelings right now
i don’t gotta wait up on no calls or texts talking ‘bout nothing but s-x
i don’t got n0body else, i’m tired

[verse: rylo rodriguez]
he ain’t got no limit when blood get shed, they’ll try to do you in the club (yeah)

you can be the realest that they know, if they see you finna blow, same n-gga from yo’ hood gon’ wanna k!ll you
i can’t go back to being broke, we the ones really еating, i stack that paper ‘til
i’m full, watch it mildew
she thinking marriagе or the ring but i ain’t with that
i still ain’t passing no ho the rock even if it’s a mismatch
[?] n-ggas came through shooting, he ain’t hit back
how you so comfortable dissing the dead when n-ggas get smacked?
if that ain’t yo’ work, that’s yo’ brother fit, that’s his hat
now the feds on you ‘cause in yo’ songs, you admit that
f-ck n-gga, they got yo’ people l ‘cause a diss track

you f-ck a broke n-gga, had none to show for it
you f-ck a rich n-gga, put some stones on your neck

i been working late every night and i haven’t gotten high ‘cause this life got me faded
i been writing songs every night, tryna make it sound right but i’m losing patience
b-tch starting to feel like scarecrows, scroll through dm’s, you keep sending that hating sh-t
you’re weird
b-tch, why you moving like you ain’t got no cellphone?
you’re weird

wake up in the morning, i’m pouring codeine but it’s early and she want starbucks
judge put a monitor on his ankle, he neglects his cellphone to keep it charged up
i been writing songs every night, tryna make it sound right but i’m losing patience
b-tch starting to feel like scarecrows, scroll through dm’s, you keep sending that hating sh-t

he ain’t got no limit when blood get shed, they’ll try to do you in the club (yeah)
y’all n-ggas really small fries, compared to me, these n-ggas ants like a timberwolf
you can be the realest that they know, if they see you finna blow, same n-gga from yo’ hood gon’ wanna k!ll you
i can’t go back to being broke, we the ones really eating, i stack that paper ‘til
i’m full, watch it mildew

- rylo rodriguez

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