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letra de give it up, next - slippydoor

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[chorus 1]
give it up, f-ck it up making choices‚ get a report
when the game’s f-ckin’ over
i’ma gettin up when sh-t come closer‚ lookin’ like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit‚ runnin to the edge, find a way, aesthetic
makin lot effort for the gram everybody tryna rollplay all these persona‚ they don’t f-ckin have yea, f-ck it up, kiddos live it up

[chorus 2]
give it‚ f-ck it, next. (give it)
give it up f-ck it up next
give it, f-ck it, next. (give it)
give it up f-ck it up next

get done go to the next round
make one then i make guap
get done go to the next round
make one then i make guap

[verse 2]
clock, turning 10 pm good morning it’s a new day
sip a cup of water better prevent firefighters, oh sh-t
nowadays people changing
yea, it’s life everything’s always ballin’
do nothing in the ring mean’s
letting them stepping for free on your skin
i just wanna take a break

get lost in the jungle, our house ain’t no temple
go broke find a color, no sh-t is forever
there’s no a tomorrow, all now
j.i.d, s.i.k motherf-ckin’ c.o.r.d.a.e
one day gonna take a dinner with these real og’s
i’ma do me and wait until sh-t get real

[chorus 1]
give it up, f-ck it up making choices, get a report
when the game’s f-ckin’ over
i’ma gettin up when sh-t come closer, lookin’ like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit, runnin to the edge, find a way, aesthetic
makin lot effort for the gram everybody tryna rollplay all these persona, they don’t f-ckin have yea, f-ck it up, kiddos live it up

[chorus 2]
give it, f-ck it, next. (give it)
give it up f-ck it up next
give it, f-ck it, next. (give it)
give it up f-ck it up next

get done go to the next round
make one then i make guap
get done go to the next round
make one then i make guap

[verse 3]
molly other sh-t, i ain’t need no nothing
enjoy the fear and tension, i live in negative
live in the city, run run then stop
let’s have some cups of, coffee’s
i’ve into writing lately
here, i wrote a little poetry

peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
a peck of pickled peppers peter piper picked
if peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers
should i worry bout’ these mumble rappers?

i’ve been thinking more than i’m living
money looking matter most doesn’t make a living
queue for a gate n-body never ever gonna make it
waiting for the dust, yo b-tch what you want?
you be dreamin’

[chorus 1]
give it up, f-ck it up making choices, get a report
when the game’s f-ckin’ over
i’ma gettin up when sh-t come closer, lookin’ like a cold 32 with a bruise no limit, runnin to the edge, find a way, aesthetic
makin lot effort for the gram everybody tryna rollplay all these persona, they don’t f-ckin have yea, f-ck it up, kiddos live it up

- slippydoor

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