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letra de killing it - streetlogic

is this a crime how fast i’m just k!lling this sh-t
take a beat and light it up
f-ck it just murder this b-tch

i leave no room for errors
no mistakes apparently showing
my concept constantly growing
vision perfected keep going
is this a crime how fast i’m just k!lling this sh-t
take a beat and light it up
f-ck it just murder this b-tch
i leave no room for errors
no mistakes apparently showing
my concept constantly growing
vision perfected keep going

rolled out of bed
just to roll up that smoke yup
wake and bake like everyday
so what the f-cks the hold up?
see my eyes ain’t low
sh-t my eyes ain’t red enough
so i’m puffing till i’m choking
till my lungs says “that’s enough”
that’s right
my dreams are bigger than yours
yeah bigger then life
they said just hit it one time
well i hit it like twice
sh-t i aint that nice
see i black out
when i’m in the booth
i got no hold
when i spit the truth
so hold up yeah what’s the use
every shot directed at you
beat this beat, like it owes me money?
sh-t i did it with a smile, ’cause i think it so funny
so much heat
make you feel like h-ll
didn’t want to k!ll it
but i do it so well
so why stop now, when i drop the top
when i fix a b-tch, you gon call the cops
faceless snitch went to talk it off
think i’m a look away and just walk it off
see, y’all just windows, i’m looking to see through
who, yeah
i’m cooking some beat, always ready to feed you, you
don’t step on my style, get off of my d-ck
i know you to well for this sh-t
i know you too eager, and ready for tips
i know you too dumb for this diss

is this a crime how fast i’m just k!lling this sh-t
take a beat and light it up
f-ck it just murder this b-tch
i leave no room for errors
no mistakes apparently showing
my concept constantly growing
vision perfected keep going
is this a crime how fast i’m just k!lling this sh-t
take a beat and light it up
f-ck it just murder this b-tch
i leave no room for errors
no mistakes apparently showing
my concept constantly growing
vision perfected keep going

yall be kissing my ass, now
but yall been living that hate life
get the f-ck away with that fake sh-t
see yall just living that fake life
you looking for clout, so what did you find
this is a vision of mine, who
head in the clouds, your running your mouth
i did my time, for the crimes
you looking for people to diss you
but i ain’t gon mention your name
you looking to be in a spotlight
but sh-t i ain’t playing this game
’cause i push more weight with the bars i k!ll
still dont know how far i will
go to the distance, come in with a fist in
fire more shots then a piston
you know what your risking?
’cause you drinking the water i p-ssed in
like listen by all means
better make sure, you got your hole team
fired out shots like the old me
like homie, sh-t
you dont know me
see i fold this game, i tear it up
like hold my beer, i’m foaming up
k!lling every little bit of it
this evilness is easiest
i grab the wip
and put the keys in it
stack my chips, as i lean in it
just stop the clock, take a knee and sh-t
just take this time, to get a grip, who
hold on, but don’t slip
yeah hold on but don’t trip
uh

- streetlogic

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