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letra de 1300 ave - spritz

[verse]
the truth can change people
but people can’t change the truth
had a friend who was suicidal but at least she was hanging clues
when you close to me you can’t be telling a-fib
y’all rappers flow is whack so quit thinking you on the a-list
man, you f-ck with me you gon be seeing crows
get seating slow but they selling fast, i got the best bars
pry my way to success man, you could never test ours
pumping gas, you know we got them fast cars
man this sh-t hydraulics our b-ttons just get f-cked around with and pressed hard
you know you cannot take advantage of me
y’all got no heart at all but you think this sh-t is cute and lovely
unlike the weather in november
man it’s raining cats and dogs, ’till i put that 45 to your head and expose you like a pack of p-ss-es
man it’s crazy how people fall away from your life
i ain’t gotta think twice
put 2 shots on your head like you’re o.j’s wife
like tiimmy turner i’m ballooning
haters gotta understand they don’t put me through inflated anger
we gonna get that grammy, and we gonna get it soon, b-tch
life is like a flower in the garden
i rose from the grave, may i beg your pardon
if you trying to hate then you can keep your two lips shut
because your thoughts and words are like a joke -ss sitcom n-body’s gonna tune in, bruh

[refrain]
you already know i’m straight out the 1300 ave
what more war can we bring when this country full of hate
i notice it’s just paper but for me money pulled the gate
open and i realize its funny how they say
money can’t buy happiness because for me it’s just an illusion
you n-gg-s don’t know sh-t about me so do not jump to conclusions

[verse 2]
hate n-gg-s who be lyin’
like scar with mufasa tryn’
to scar simba for life and, was the same with me
had some n-gg- thinking silly
shot my dad out in the street
i ain’t think the same since, to this day if i see a n-gg- f-cking with my family and friends
i’mma put that magnum to they head, and early, they day’s end
i’m not here for the money, i’m not here to be famous
i’m just here so my work and story can be appreciated
men praise p-ssy, but women and jealous n-gg-s praise d-ck
so either way if you hate, you’s a p-ssy -ss fake b-tch
-gunshots-

[outro]
faith kept me here
so help me, lord

- spritz

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