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letra de !six! (freestyle) - setnour6

[verse 1]
good credit, bad credit, old credit, ghost credit (uh)
i speak to perfection and still i need a medic (uh)
my life felt like compton and im not so steady (uh)
i felt the past tense to know america is not ready (uh)
i’ve been doing stuff i’m not proud of
i don’t mind if i’m wearing prada
there’s no care if im a scoutah(scouter)
my own vibes got the sound off
my food, get your mouth out
if you hate me no shoutouts
i go to places without ya
you can’t swim, you can drown out

[verse 2 (hi-pitched/mixed voice)]
all the haters are wannabes uh. get out my face you ain’t telling me uh
i’d rather eat some celery uh. i feel like they got up a felony uh
they all gotta go back home now…
they all so poor now…
got out a showdown… even that flowdown…
they put provisions on top of divisions
clout ain’t my mission, power, money, fame, suspicion
they look at me while they sitting, i wonder if they already fit in
i’d make the bullies go away and never wanted to see their existence
i’d break all their bones cause that’s my mission
glide them to the dumpster, lock them there like a prison
they’re missing the fun like petting dogs and the kittens
those haters taking drugs so their brains gonna be tripping

[verse 3]
i remember brotherhood coming up from the other hood
toronto the next gen so turn them into another good
mumble rapping a bad type but otherwise a famehood
next time i lyrical this i burn it like the firewood
dead people are the non movers
they stay down so they ain’t choosers
unlike the upper bodies riding up the scooter
and unlike me sitting on my computer
all the haters are gonna be falling
all the fighters, gonna be brawling
plan makers are gonna be stalling
all the girls on my phone be calling

[verse 4]
i feel like my p-ssion is thrashin’ like that the waves are crashin’, the bodies i’m smashin’, i just like dashin’, i got good fashion’, my scars are gashin’, future money cashin’
enough the “collab wishing” for hate, they just had dreams, you making debate!
even for xxx they said i won’t be next-next-next

[verse 5]
a slight of my timeline wasted to sweat
what if i blew up instead of rushing a set. (motorcycles!)
what if i did something without regret
like loving parents but not to forget
they told me to aim for the net
but my aim is what i don’t get
i needed to finish what i started
so the challenges must be met

- setnour6

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