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letra de blackout freestyle - sinneyy

[verse 1]
yeah, i can’t hide my pain no more (sinneyy)
this sh-t gon’ make me lash out (lash out)
stupid hoes only for the money,i might just blackout (black out)
she keeps coming back for more, i might blow her back out (back out)
run up on me, b-tch, on god, i’ll blow your f-ckin’ back out (brr, back out)
where i’m from, this drug you been hearing make you wanna come down (come down)
i just seen my uncle cop some new work up out the crack house (crack house)
he ain’t got nothin’ to lose, he might just wanna bring the mask out (mask out)
im done being nice,if you wanna fade just don’t back down (oh)
don’t dm me,don’t talk to me no more (no more)
if you wanna apologise then don’t apologise to me no more (no morе)
i’m done giving handouts this sh-t turning to a chore (chore)
somе of y’all n-ggas’s stories are turning into a bore (yawn)
i can’t win if i’m losing sleep to demons no more (oh)
what happened to loyalty if i don’t feel it no more (no loyalty)
i make more money than my ex (woah)
she’s missing my bands than the s-x (s-x)
she’s got a screw loose but she’s good at giving head,yeah (d-mn)

[verse 2]
if i wasn’t confident then i’d be trappin
instead i be in my room just rappin
if she ain’t yours then i’ll be slappin
gym work out early morning then i’ll be nappin
that vvs looking so icy
man i’m the sh-t i’m so pricy
take your girl out she so wifey
ticks over stripes with the nikes
i got purple drank, the f-ck you thank
the choppa goes– and bodies sank
i’m really from the six
if you don’t have her she’s my b-tch
i got room in my fumes
she fill my mind up with ideas
i’m the highest in the room (it’s lit)
hope we make it outta here
she’s a hoe but she knows
i took a xan to perk my mood
i feel tipsy when i shoot
i think i like her but i don’t
that ain’t what she wanna hear
now i gotta her in my room
we ain’t stressing bout the loot
were here to win we never lose
i got ms on top of ms yeah riding in my coupe
started in the bas-m-nt now im going higher then a roof
i pass to the clique cause she was a group
i hit the strip club with some ms it’s all cool
take me out the club,yeah,take me out the trap
take me off the market, take me off the map
i’m tryna hit my dawgs up and tell em it’s a wrap,yeah

- sinneyy

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