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letra de convict - styli

[intro]
always telling me you’re the greatest
i be working nights
while you’re only on a day shift
i be working nonstop
you ain’t gonna change it
i ain’t breaking bread
with the one’s who too complacent
telling me you’re out of me league
telling me that i cannot compete
telling me i may as well leave
may as well be living on the streets
may as well be livin’ in the deep
playing by the rules but you turn me to a thief
steal your shot
throwing rocks in the creek
breaking blood lines
i’m a leech
turn in to somebody
that i know you can’t defeat
now i’m stacking up the bread
and we’re gonna have a feast

[hook]
oh gosh
i’m the man of the house
and i’m throwing my crumbs
til the rats get out
and i twiddle my thumbs
til the sky turns red
you ain’t breaking no bread
if the opps come out
my god
hold up
ain’t no cast
why you chillin’ on the sofa?
i fly high
when i post up
100 on the dash
drive fast for the closure
ayy
[verse]
convict
10 cl!cks from the conflict
past few weeks have been nonsense
you ain’t gonna stop it
i’m just being honest
i just need a hobby
sh-t is vibin’ on my conscience
bad days getting worse now
wheels bouta burn out
looking for a sign
my time is a curse
ow
i’m hurt bad
world is tough
well i guess i should’ve learnt that
call me nagato
cus i’m in pain
x games mode
when i play mind games
had a messed up image
since the day i got framed
and placed on a wall
to receive all the blame
every single day i come out the mud
covered in dirt
all the things that i loved
got lost in the past
lemme go and bring it back
i got 64 shots
i’m stacked
[hook]
oh gosh
i’m the man of the house
and i’m throwing my crumbs
til the rats get out
and i twiddle my thumbs
til the sky turns red
you ain’t breaking no bread
if the opps come out
my god
hold up
ain’t no cast
why you chillin’ on the sofa?
i fly high
when i post up
100 on the dash
drive fast for the closure
ayy

[verse]
everybody wanna flex up on tiktok
sell my soul
put a homie in a headlock
i’mma do all of this
all independent
f-ck a record label
when i pop up in your mentions
few years
few days
all it took to get paid
started as a hobby
now i finally feel the weight
on my shoulders
just like boulders
all of these bars
gonna turn me to a solider
touch my sh-t
i’mma put you in a grave
got 10 touches downs
when i say it to your face
i meant business when i broke my brain
couple frames for my art
when i’m tryna make change
i pass out once
won’t do it again
i got caught lackin’
that sh-t’s lame
i work my ass off
day by day
till the sky turns red
and it goes my way
[hook]
oh gosh
i’m the man of the house
and i’m throwing my crumbs
til the rats get out
and i twiddle my thumbs
til the sky turns red
you ain’t breaking no bread
if the opps come out
my god
hold up
ain’t no cast
why you chillin’ on the sofa?
i fly high
when i post up
100 on the dash
drive fast for the closure
ayy

[verse]
back then i was a little boy like
air tight
feelings wrapped up
hanging on for dear life
real nice
tryin my best
and i’m only getting better
not a lazy ass boy getting bed bites
i’m out my bed at 5am
some days
like i’m gonna watch the sunrise
too bad for some guys
you should go try it some time
read my book for a few lines
i procrastinate
tryna stop
that’s great
i don’t need no shade
i don’t need yo hate

- styli

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