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letra de division - scootie wop

[intro]

oh, oh
oh, oh
yeah, yeah
lot of brothers dead and gone, but i know i’m not alone
feel them spirits every time i write a song (oh)
i don’t need my money long just to right a lot of wrongs
mama told me, “never stop, keep goin’ strong” (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]

gave my heart out way too much and now i can’t get it back
wonder if they love or hate me when we kickin’ back (oh)
people sayin’ that we good, but i ain’t feelin’ that (no, no)
people sayin’ wish they would, i put a end to that (yeah)
south carolina baby, no country made me (yeah)
travelin’ in high school, xanny, goin’ crazy
and you know we good, ain’t no amount that you can pay me (no)
twigs in the gamе, so people change, likе why they hate me? (mhm)

[verse]

somethin’ i don’t understand, beefin’ with the brother, man
ain’t a competition, tryna put on for the other man (mhm)
ain’t about the money, i done counted up a hunnid bands (bands, bands)
crazy, i got saved and still got hate from fellow brethren (wow)
smile inside yo’ face, that’s why i pray to god for covering (oh)
how i’m gon’ rock designer if my brother out there strugglin’? (oh)
made it off the tree, i’m callin’ god, my body hoverin’ (oh)
i’m in soul-deep, brain-fried, body shudderin’ (yeah)
all i’m seein’ is division (yeah)
take them shades up off yo’ face and see the vision (yeah, yeah)
everybody talkin’, but n0body wanna listen (yeah)
throwin’ dirt all over names, but we really ain’t that different (ain’t crazy)
i was thuggin’ with the gang, gd4, my brother crippin’ (boom)
still gon’ treat my dawg the same ’cause i love, now you get it (my dawg)
if all of this is for the fame or a name, then i ain’t with it (oh no)
all i need is me and god, don’t need a crowd, i ain’t trippin’ (yeah)
[chorus]

gave my heart out way too much and now i can’t get it back
wonder if they love or hate me when we kickin’ back
people sayin’ that we good, but i ain’t feelin’ that
people sayin’ wish they would, i put a end to that
south carolina baby, no country made me
travelin’ in high school, xanny, goin’ crazy
and you know we good, ain’t no amount that you can pay me
twigs in the game, so people change, like why they hate me? (yeah, yeah)

[outro]

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
mmm, mmm
mmm, oh
mmm, oh
mmm, oh
mmm, oh
mmm, oh

- scootie wop

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