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letra de awol - stacy dairsay

i do it for the people that i love
there ain’t many
2 glocks in the whip
when i ride through the city
get it? twinsies
i’ve been drinking henny, all night
wake up, thank god
then i went to look over
and a bad b-tch in the bed with me
she ain’t got a shirt on
so i’m staring at her titties
reminiscing about her dripping all night

if i pull up to the function
i ain’t sober
get the f-ck out my face
i don’t know ya
double head
but i know i got jehovah
cross on my neck
like i’m a holy roller
all this pain in my life
but i won’t fold
applying pressure
yea shout outs to j. cole
punching the clock
can i make a hundred mill?
cause i started with nothing
but a dollar and some hope
close, to dropping some hits
cause i’m tired of hearing
motherf-ckers cap
by sh-t, they ain’t done in their life
that i done in my life
but you put it in your rap
wack
i’m really popping these pills
i’m really living so fast
i really say how i feel
my heart getting spilled
don’t need a pen or a pad
i really been backed down
ain’t nothing to brag bout
but i ain’t never kiss no ass
i ain’t never sold my soul
i own the fast route
cause that’s how you crash
plow

i went and took the back roads
put a blunt in my mouth
my girl by my side
cause she hold it down
i don’t have time for no hoes
or no clout, why?
cause i got a life
that’s something the most of y’all
don’t know about
i’m on my king sh-t
hold my crown
talk all that weak sh-t
when i’m not around
i couldn’t give a f-ck
nope
not one ounce
as i roll that up
and i smoke that loud
and i got drunk
then i pulled up
then i hopped out
if i pull up to the function
i ain’t sober
get the f-ck out my face
i don’t know ya
double head
but i know i got jehovah
cross on my neck
like i’m a holy roller
all this pain in my life
but i won’t fold
applying pressure
yea shout outs to j. cole
punching the clock
can i make a hundred mill?
cause i started with nothing
but a dollar and some hope

close, to giving up
no, that’s what you hope
pour it up, toast
if i wasn’t suppose
to make it this far
but what do you know?
f-ck what you thought
cause what do you know
what do you know?
nothing
so you can’t tell me nothing
said you had my back?
boy you was fronting
got a couple racks
stuffed in the cushion
just incase i say “f-ck it”
go awol
stop bugging
grab the money and the drugs
and take off
nah that ain’t finna happen
you would love it
i’m here until i think
i’m posed in the mud
and bro’s bubble
underneath the ground y’all walk
b-tch why you talking in the car
while my music on
who said you were allowed to talk?
keep my c-ck in your jaw
keep on jocking my style
serial k!ller with my smile
if you rocking with me
then keep rocking with me right now

- stacy dairsay

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