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letra de lost - starlito

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[intro]
whatever else happen, i ain’t forget

[verse 1: starlito]
n-ggas ain’t talking bout much
i rather bump willie hutch or the music in church
than a sacrilegious or blasphemous
i got loyal goons they don’t ask for much
and they don’t rap
but (pow pow) they’ll wrap you up
yea
trash bags for the sh-lls
trash bags half a bale
got plays
got [???]
got sells
where’s my scale
what the h-ll really going on
not sh-t
still going in on my songs
blowing on this o so strong
all alone
but ya ho all on my mobile phone
i tried to tell her to get off my line
quit all that lyin
thought i was ballin when i first
bought a nine
use to think that time was money
till they gave my homeboys all that time
n-ggas not giving a f-ck about nothing
i mean nothing
shooting and hustling
i’m hot dog and the coupe is mustard
but i don’t relish that sh-t
what the h-ll is a brick
but a l1ck to a n-gga that ain’t never had sh-t
or a [???] over rap n-gga embellishment
i intelligent from the head i get
she say she is celibate
i probably save that b-tch
i had a girlfriend but i dumped her
i be high as h-ll
i hope she take me back

[hook: starlito]
you ever lost somebody
i mean really, really wish you could talk to somebody
but they was gone before you thought about it
you ever lost somebody
i mean really wish you could talk to somebody
but they was gone before you thought about it
not brainstorming but my thoughts cloudy

[verse 2: starlito]
yea these are scarttered showers
sad as f-ck at happy hour
wishing i could laugh about it
we use to hit the lab and rap for hours
now i’m giving his momma and daddy flowers
my only thoughts was gettting at them cowards
k!lled my lil n-gga and probably bragging bout it
retribution
do you gotta a better solution
they taught us to tote guns
really they bread us as shooters
all we cared about getting fresh and hoopin
same neighborhood that get executed
same lil n-ggas use to sneak in the movies
i’m pretty sure gunfire k!lled more dreams than excuses
one by one losing everyone that believed in my movements
all i got is my weed and my music
this called keeping it moving
yea this called keeping it moving

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