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letra de 3shots - silas

[verse 1]
euphoria been running through my veins everyday, like
they can feel the hunger, this a taste of what great like
i could steal a bunch of rappers flows but you paid, right?
kicking some exquisites for your b-tches through the grapevine
fruits of my labor, they seen me through the vapor
chillin’ in the smoke and then we round up to grenada
i been kicking sh-t that’s gonna make you take hiatus
running with a team that’s gonna make you wanna fade us
ain’t lookin’ for no friends, motherf-cker stack my ends
i was working every winter hoping i would get a benz
took a listen to ya sh-t, i seen that you like to pretend
if i ain’t the greatest now wait till “skiwalker for pres”
and i hate all of you rappers
you b-tches fake, it’s drastic
i’m reaching to the m-sses and no one gonna p-ss him
living in the city don’t come through if you a b-st-rd
all yall know to do is take a bite, that sh-t ‘jur-ssic’

[chorus]
i been out here throwed for a minute
b-tches only want you for the dough i ain’t kidding
if you only know why i’m in it
if you only know, only know, why i’m in it, like
i been out here throwed for a minute
b-tches only want you for the dough i ain’t kidding
if you only know why i’m in it
if you only know, only know, why i’m in it, like

[post-chorus]
i been out here cooking with the wrist
lot been on my mind since i’m dealing with your sh-t, like
i been out here tryna make them hits
people don’t believe until you talk about them bricks like
i been out here cooking with the wrist
lot been on my mind since im dealing with your sh-t like
i been out here tryna make them hits
people dont believe until you talk about them bricks like

[interlude]
3 shots
not 1..
not 2..
3
3shots

[verse 2]
remember we was staying at the raddison for weeks
you was constant stressin, swear i’d move us to the beach
have a big -ss family it wake me out the sleep
that’s just all my dreams pullin’ me in like a lease
you the only one to say i’ll make it..
ha, good for me
lady by my side looking good in all them jeans
and i’ll tell that she be worrying cause i ain’t talk about peace
i was on my last dollar, used to wanna be a baller
swear i had that f-cking dream about me rollin in ‘impalas’
when i make it with this flow, don’t even call, you f-ckin’ bother
used to say that we was family two faced b-tches having problems
yo ident-ty a crisis, swear you nothing like this
when you gonna hear this all reactions “jesus christ!”
and the only f-ckin rapper from maryland that’s the nicest
could tell that y’all been scared the way you hiding out like isis
(chorus)

(post-chorus)

- silas

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