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letra de no brake lights - sam cuervo

[verse 1]
no f-cks if the profit sways
i do what the prophets say
i might do drugs, but won’t spill blood
‘cause i watched all that spray
i know that my closet’s stained
so i just copped this strain, yeah
trouble on the spot
i move from the block
i won’t get caught today
and this ain’t y’all heart to claim
but hoes want creme brulee
my brain been shot
i’m wrapped in thought
so i grabbed socrates
bad ting and she got me teased
but i ain’t the one for sleaze
i won’t wife up, never tie up
never go backseat with dreams

[refrain]
more life when it’s all a game
no plight when you topping speed
i’m caught in the stoplight
but i’ll take off like
i ain’t gon stop and think
i let that engine sing
‘cause these fools don’t talk right
and these hoes go wild like
[hook]
one-hundred oh nine on a 65
headlights to get me by
no brake light to slow me down
but i really ain’t surprised
‘cause while i’m gunning it for the prize
i’m swerving through dead of night
my zeros are spread around
only dinero is on the mind

[verse 2]
quarantine on the town, but i’m free
no nineteen, no disease
it’s no fuss, ‘cause i’m clean
see no cops and no scenes
so good luck, young queens
and young kings, to well-being
just vibe, you might see
while i ride in this breeze
i’ma see the skyline from the bridge
h-lla nice view as i ride by
the v-twin lit the f-ck up
with the tires wide, sitting on a low ride
the fishtails crying high
skid trails all the time
shift up on a dime
i do not compromise
i do not apologize
i just strategize, i just plot to rise
and say f-ck all y’all, know my condom size
never find sunlight, only these starry nights
never wear flesh wounds, sh-t’s all cauterized
never no enemies, had ‘em all swap sides
never supremacist, but i’m chicano pride
never on fight or flight, only on ride or die
never on kung fu, only on muay thai
never on snitch mode, only on beast mode
never lose shots, i’m always on free throw
[refrain]
more life when it’s all a game
no plight when you topping speed
i’m caught in the stoplight
but i’ll take off like
i ain’t gon stop and think
i let that engine sing
‘cause these fools don’t talk right
and these hoes go wild like

[hook]
one-hundred oh nine on a 65
headlights to get me by
no brake light to slow me down
but i really ain’t surprised
‘cause while i’m gunning it for the prize
i’m swerving through dead of night
my zeros are spread around
only dinero is on the mind

- sam cuervo

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