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letra de the dying saint - shelovesus

yeah, uh
i said don’t talk to me
big up in the streets
that’s all i know, and that’s a policy
ridin’ 5 deep wit’ all the bros
man, f-ck the privacy
i been stackin’ dough and coppin’ gold
and boy you boutta see
yeah, uh
i need like 10 rings
one for every finger, both my hands
it’s all the same thing
met me as the boy, grew to the man
i’m like a painting
appreciate in values all i know, you needa pay me
ain’t it insane b?
she call me “baby”
met her ass last night, she got a friend, her name is stacey
i want bad b-tches, ion need no f-ckin’ ladies
she think we in danger, promise you we get there safely
i got the og’s
they be like “oh geez!”
boutta knock’em out like sum mu’f-ckin codeine
like you popped a bean or sum
i swear that you don’t know me
mandem down to ride, but i still feel so lonely
that’s how it’s supposed to be
oh god, i’m faded
ion pray for nothin’, i’m just hopin’ that i make it
sorry to your family, pistol sound like they heart breakin’
god, i want it all, tell me it’s mine for the takin’
i won’t forsaken
she want a rover
need me a new royce
i know i’ll get pulled over
snapped her back in half in the dark
yeah, she a glower
just hit up the plug, straight from mexico
a grower
yeah, i’m a shower
i needa st–z
stylin’, boy, you watchin’
i ain’t never give no “please?”
fat inside my pockets
yeah, i know you jockin’ me
you could never be
took her to the seas
body guaranteed
yeah, she wavy on her knees
don’t know why i wanted her, but you could have her back
i still got the videos that we both did on snap
had her for a while cause i thought that she was bad
i won’t chase a b-tch no more
no, i’m chasin’ a bag
yeah

- shelovesus

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