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letra de we out - sal houdini

[verse 1]
always do and listen you say it’s a go
man we should’ve broke this off ages ago
i ain’t just talkin’ about these women fam
i’m talkin’ about the ones that got to go
i’m talkin’ ’bout family members on the low
i’m talkin’ ’bout ex’s i shouldn’t have known
i’m talkin’ ’bout people who been doubtin’ me
i’m not here to entertain this ain’t a show
i’m not here to talk about my feelings
i’m not here to b-tch about you, start a rant
i’m talkin’ to you in a way understand
i’m talkin’ to everybody throwin’ facts
i’m just fuckin’ talkin’ i’m just talkin’ man
this promethazine really kickin’ in now
this amphetamine got me thinkin’ out loud
niggas in the studio lookin’ like wow

[hook]
is it really sayin’ all of this right now?
right now
right now
right now
used to always give the run around
run around
run around
run around
it’s my time to talk to you man
so sit down
sit down
sit down
we ain’t nothing anymore nah
we done
we out

[verse 2]
blocked a bunch of numbers they don’t mean nothin’ to me
blocked a bunch of people in my life know what i mean
i just get this vibe from ya’ll that i’m not wanted
got an insider tellin’ me that ya’ll forgot me
don’t you fuckin’ dare hit me with it’s been a while
look the other way don’t even show a fuckin’ smile
uber motherfucker just another fuckin’ clown
you ain’t workin’ shit you’re own boy sellin’ you out
i dare you to contact me and call me brother sal
i dare you to tell these niggas that i cut you off
i dare you to tell me how many times you forgot
i dare you to count the times you slacked when i was down
i dare you to count mistakes i’ll take care of the rest
i bet you didn’t know that i got a pregnant ex
’bout to have a child in another couple months
that ep dropping soon so you gon find out ’bout the rest
tell me how faheezy ’bout 300 miles away
you ain’t even 3 minutes but you keep actin’ strange
that man will drop everythin’ and drive 3 hours down
ya’ll will never do that with bein’ a few houses down
6 minutes with y’all or 6 years in hell?
you know what i’m pickin’ tell me could you tell
tell by just my voice and what i’m sayin’ now
don’t come kiss my -ss when weddin’ time around
only thing that makes us is this dirty blood
i don’t got no relatives i got no love
please don’t feed me lies please don’t give a fuck
cause i don’t give a fuck man i been gave up

[hook]

- sal houdini

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