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letra de gnarly - stephen pierce

[verse 1] stephen
ay
keep it real it’s really f-cked up in my city
i know some n-ggas lose they life over some b-tches
lost my cousin to some petty lil sh-t got me sick
i don’t even like to celebrate on christmas
ay
i know some b-tches who gone tell me where you at
i know some n-ggas sell they soul just for a check
i know some n-ggas i can only call collect
i know some n-ggas go to church cause they on edge
so many hood politics up in my city
and all these b-tches turning necks becausе i’m pretty
and all this money coming in i need accountants
and she ain’t bout to say a word until a n-gga allow it n-gga
ay
polly need a crackеr i got white b-tch on the road
i could game a b-tch don’t need designer on my clothes
she be eating d-ck i’m surprised that she ain’t choke
n-ggas cooked off the hotbox i ain’t even smoke
and i collected box tops b-tch when i was broke
shawty caught the drift n-gga i ain’t even throw it
if she ain’t sucking d-ck n-gga i don’t even want her
dreamteam in this b-tch n-gga hotter than the summer, gone
my b-tch shaking ass yeah i like the way she move it
and b-tch i’m blowing up like the bubbles in jacuzzis
i just made another thousand that sh-t generate my mood
i got two g-y b-tches and they wanna make a movie n-gga
i’m in sacramento every b-tch in here be choosing
and i be making hits ain’t gotta think bruh i just do it
and when i give her d-ck she always say she wanna move in
and if you ain’t getting money this the part where imma lose you
gold in my mouth sh-t looking like fort knox
pole in my house you know i gotta keep the door locked
i got some fam in the south and they like to eat craw craw
she a pitbull princess cause the b-tch got lockjaw
n-ggas is trippin
i don’t really be trippin on songs by myself this sh-t feel good
imma keep going
ay look

[verse 2]
and we screaming f-ck the popo cause the k!llings and beatings
middle finger f-ck the system i don’t like how they treat us
yeah i had to learn to quick boy you better start scheming
and we don’t f-ck with lady liberty i caught that hoe cheating
i spent my streaming profits to vacate for a weekend
b-tches try to hump me i refer them to jesus
300 for these diamonds f-ck a flex this my image
i love p-ssy and cheese so i could never be vegan
i dont really follow with these old n-ggas preaching
they predicted weather just by studying seasons
y’all focus on the clouds when the sun is still beaming
i just talk to god she told me practice my breathing
pops taught the ethics i’m a f-cking go-getter
you n-ggas missed the exit cause ya stuck in mirrors
my section setting standards couldn’t be any clearer
all these racks i’m stacking is going back to my n-ggas n-gga

{narly]
“cuddy you know it’s good vibes asa lama lak-m brother
you froze up so ya fimme i had to scratch off
you know and get back to the business
ay we already know what time it is”
[verse 3]
i feel immaculate
predict these hoes like calculus
i know a couple crips a couple bloods ain’t talking dracula
running to my omens ain’t got time to try bag a b-tch
y’all n-ggas lacking aspirations searching for an acid trip
i made this beat on accident

- stephen pierce

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