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letra de 5 finges of death (freestyle) - sonreal

[verse]
i been singing, been great, been learning
been f-cking with the vision, been late, been early
been pushed and pulled a little, been high, been falling
been had you on the [?], i had my -ss [?]
been spending, been made it back twice already
been hated by the same ones who f-ck with me heavy
been on top of the world, mr. golden boy, do no wrong
to mr. i don’t really know his song
been mr. underdog, been mr. conference call
yelling at a ceo, been mr. on the ball
been mr. pick it up, been one to keep a rep
i show up when pressure’s on, been the one you least expect
yeah, mr. size ’em up, line ’em up, hit ’em out the park
i don’t miss like a .36 chamber, tony starks
i used to dream while i was couch surfing
driving with my girl in the heels, going house-looking
now i got some bigger plans, learned it all from jigga, man
i don’t need a t4, i’m the f-cking businessman
ay, i got a joke for ya, sway (yeah) knock knock (who’s there?)
what did my label say? (what?) you’re dropped
i got a bucket of water for any snoozing
i could write a hit to 808s slapped over kazoos
listen to my alb-m, pick which song’ll blow first
better off tryna get in [?], tryna converse
that’s my second jay reference, don’t test this
label dropped me, now they look dumber than lloyd christmas
i don’t point fingers, i just listen, do better
used to text my mom to wire me funds for a new sweater
the don dada come up boy, flame emoji
iron sheik said it best, you’s a lame jabroni
all these guys and all they friends, man, i came alone-y
no cosign, i’m popping, go blame my homies
they’re the ones that made me do it
back in ’09, i was gon’ go and quit this music
god slapped the sh-t out me and told me “go get ’em”
now i show up at your radio show rocking this denim
your outfit look like you try
i done got this jacket here from a fan from dubai
dude i too fly, this ain’t no [?]
i knew i had the orange julius since school high
like i wasn’t bending words before the hallelujah
i used to b-mp drake in ’07, what’s it to ya?
before i ever had a single yelling “kama sutra”
me and pop had dreams bigger than some barracudas
vernon raised me, made me and my homies f-cking hungry
i guess lately, i been crazy, i been acting funny
’cause everything you thought i was ain’t what you called it, is it?
mama took me to the doctor, thought that i’s a midget
when i was 12, now i’m motherf-cking 5′ 11″
just a random fact, but everything i rap is
everyday’s a practice, everyday’s a practice
and uh, and uh, yeah, uh
man, my raps ain’t perfect
i’m tryna prove to these kids that they’re worth it
’cause we just lost chester f-cking bennington
don’t let me get inside my head again
got dark thoughts like black, [?]
shout out to the roots, shouts to sway, bruh
and i be out like soul if we…

- sonreal

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