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letra de life's a masquarade/the split flower - statue beats

[intro]
yo
yo
yo
vinoyspirit
statue on the beat
yo

[chorus]
sometimes i wonder why
i be so high, no i can’t lie, that love be so sublime
i’m still in motion, riding clean
can’t get you off my mind
board & take flight, roll “you & i”
count blu’s, jands sanitised, got jet lag, it’s no surprise
i hop in i’m superfly
dipped in that pageant
you could imagine
came along way from the swamps
imma keep grinding, washing my hands with the enemy’s dead in the vault
back seat of the muslanne, used to hop in my all stars and take a walk
yo, yo, yo

[verse]
all of this pain we done pushed through, no wonder i’m sore
i never worry, just drop some ice on my wrist to make me shine even more
rising sun, it couldn’t be pinker
open my eyes & roll up my reffer, huh
did everything in between, b-ss in my trunk, just to balance my equals
present no prequel
snappin like wishbones
yellow stripes in the field
it’s flagrant, some people
focused in on my spirit
got no time to converse ponzi
ion hear it, see it, speak it, not seek it
straight out the the swamp my impediment gliss
brown bad bitty light gloss on ha lips
dig me on the low, i was hugging her hips
see me drop they head & they don’t say sh-t
see me keep it moving got hounds round this b-tch
smooth sailing, i’m swaying
blow kiss, i count grip
got ones on my feet, all we is is unique
rose gold upon kufi, got that nyna with me
as soon as i rise, i wake up to the g”s
couple g’s on the coat, ion flex i do me
imma god, under god, on god, that’s on me
firm on my feet, walk light, sharp in the mind
so serene, decked down in all black
clean boi, got green like it’s pine
count up with these blessings
all that hatred can die, yeah

[chorus 2]
sometimes i wonder why
i be so high, no i can’t lie, that love be so sublime
i’m still in motion, riding clean
can’t get you off my mind
board & take flight, roll “you & i”
count blu’s, jands sanitised, got jet lag, it’s no surprise
i hop in i’m superfly
dipped in that pageant
you could imagine
came along way from the swamps
imma keep grinding, washing my hands with the enemy’s dead in the vault
back seat of the muslanne, used to hop in my all stars and take a walk
yo, yo, yo

[outro]
vinoyspirit

- statue beats

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