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letra de ​thr333 - ‌sewerperson

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[verse 1]
i got enough
i got enough
sh-t to worry ’bout on my own
i do not bluff
if i say it promise, i mean it, boy i’m so zoned
i’m on the muck
i’m off the mud
take my words quick as they come
if i’m honest when i’m stuck
i promise you it’s up
i listened into my heart
i’m deep into my soul
i swear to me, i’m moving like i’m close enough to my death
i been counting my breathes
tobacco smoke in my chest (yeah)
i ain’t got time to be next

[chorus]
nothing on my body run under like 3 or so racks
when she mad, she gon’ organize her thoughts, try to get my bent
oh my baby, i’m on devil time but you were heaven sent
she on 8, i’m on that plus 2, i guess that make it 10
all my dawgs finally free, but i’d pay ’em out of the pen
’cause i know if you come at me they gon’ be in there again
when i walk through my sh-t i know they family and they cool with me
when i drop out this b-tch i know i’m gon’ hear it in the street
[verse 2]
i got depressants in my blood
it don’t take much to run it up
she know i’m balling ion do no free time, so she move fast when feeling me up
i smoke cookie out of a dutch
look at my face when we f-ck
i need connection, i need love
yeah, i’m tryna make her buck
grind on my waist
f-ck that, she move to my face
it is so sweet to taste
and i know her man relate, of course
i am a feather weight
so i do not use my fists, uh-uh
i serve smoke, no zipper
boy, do you get the jist? i hope you do

[chorus]
nothing on my body run under like 3 or so racks
when she mad, she gon’ organize her thoughts, try to get my bent
oh my baby, i’m on devil time but you were heaven sent
she on 8, i’m on that plus 2, i guess that make it 10
all my dawgs finally free, but i’d pay ’em out of the pen
’cause i know if you come at me they gon’ be in there again
when i walk through my sh-t i know they family and they cool with me
when i drop out this b-tch i know i’m gon’ hear it in the street
[verse 3]
i don’t know how to talk to you
but i think i’m in love with you
when we was on some other sh-t i hope you still was in the mood
i try to make you comfortable
she off snow, abominable
blowing on strains, that’s tropical
’cause i try to keep it natural, yeah

[chorus]
nothing on my body run under like 3 or so racks
when she mad, she gon’ organize her thoughts, try to get my bent
oh my baby, i’m on devil time but you were heaven sent
she on 8, i’m on that plus 2, i guess that make it 10
all my dawgs finally free, but i’d pay ’em out of the pen
’cause i know if you come at me they gon’ be in there again
when i walk through my sh-t i know they family and they cool with me
when i drop out this b-tch i know i’m gon’ hear it in the street (in the street, in the street, in the street)

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