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letra de seventeen - sage williams

[verse 1 – sage]
so now i’m seventeen
let’s see where we left off
in between failing a couple cl-sses
and trying to slice my neck off
marijuana smoke invading and
burning my chest off
everytime the beat drops
they prepare for their next loss
d-mn another stunting rap
all i do is stunt and brag
bunch of giggling n-ggas
don’t get it twisted; ain’t sh-t funny
as long as i got my n-ggas around me
keep me pumping gas
ima keep on vrooming zooming
in my lane; f-ck a cl-ss
last year was crazy
b-tches having babies and my
n-gga jose’s gone
god why you playin me?
i know that i haven’t been
praying as faithfully
i still got a couple million
demons that is chasing me
i still got a couple million
racks that i’mma make to be
honest that’s my motivation at the
end of the day you see?
problems with drama all too common
in my current place to be
but i ain’t got too far to go, my
senior year awaiting me

(seventeen)

[verse 2 – sage]
a styrofoam of sunny d
behind me asf is and
my future right in front of me
flyer than a bumble fly
stinging like a b-tter bee
excuse me if i’m f-cking up
that purple tryna f-ck with me
got a little buzz and now these
b-tches wanna f-ck with me
sorry you had trouble seeing
the n-gga that’s underneath
all the bullsh-t n-ggas spoke
so lovingly
and i could give a f-ck unless it’s money that we’re coveting
giggle gang, giggle gang
n-ggas said that sh-t is lame
another f-ck that i don’t give
now we smoking different strains
of piff and dank, while we bumping
currensy and twistin stank
mickel b-tching bout me throwing
dollars just to fill his tank
fickle b-tches stay running they mouth
they just talking sh-t
ankle f-cking up
i can barely even walk with it
spit it to the m-ss like the n-gga
al sharpton did
i’m bout to put ’em six feet deep
here’s the coffin b-tch

[verse 3 – sage]
coughing and wheezing
i’m dozing off on a season
of the office and causing all this
criss cross, i’m the reason
your girlfriend got a girlfriend
chevy look like whirlwind
swaggin on these rappers
abstract, mic kurb and
of course this n-gga, i’m the
forceless n-gga
dropping cl-ssics off the cuff
i never been the type to bluff
if i ain’t winning i’m next up
and thats some sh-t i can promise you
all about fromage no omelette du
pardon you
just what made these n-ggas think they’d
get inside my head
in these 17 years so many
times i coulda been dead
but instead i’m advancing
got these n-ggas dancing
when pink cocaine drops
the women throw their panties
yeah
so f-ck a n-gga tryna hinder me
we doing it alone, n-gga
motherf-ck an industry
women say they into me from
cali down to tennessee
it’s a dream squad summer
f-ck whoever isn’t listening

- sage williams

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