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letra de lawnmower - sunrey

[hook]
never know where a clever hoe might hide, or
never know when a fake friend might strike bruh
i don’t know where these snakes in my life from
but me i ain’t stuck in the past, i’m cutting the gr-ss

[verse 1: sunrey]
miss me with your two faced sh-t, i’m bruce wayne to you
you one snake b-tch, with two fake lips
i’m usain to you, i’m a couple steps ahead
thought i wouldn’t ever get to know
well i’m not the one to bet against
outta seven deadly sins, you done did like half of em
now it’s f-ck you to the maximum
i was gon bring you with me to be stacking the bils
you said that you had my back, lying -ss rat
all you had in my back was the hilt
you steady switching directions, eurosteppin, really think you harden
i made like a lawnmower
cut the gr-ss and found a python in my garden
yeah i turned the lights on, you loved the darkness
but you won’t do it twice nah, you get no pardons
if you wanna fight dog, i’m going spartan
now i got my sights on the road to stardom
too much dirt on my rearview to see, to me you just lawn clippings
no sympathy, it’s all business
boy the jig is up, you were gone fishing
like blonde women, don’t play dumb
i got the evidence, i got your quotes verbatim
i left it alone, but you wanna say something
i put you on trial like salem
give you an ultimatum, this is one last warning
this man keep playing with me
i’ll have walker run up on him

[verse 2: chase]
and i dual pump em, two exhaust it
y’all ain’t driven enough
thought you’d hold it down but you turned on me
like the lid to pills in a cup
i’m so sick of dealin with f-ck n-gg-s i might just let it go bup
yeah i got a lotta blood on my hands, turn the murder mitten to a boxing glove
they talk a lot i let the pen speak
clock a n-gg- when his time comes
they tried to coach so they could bench me
but still i’m starting on the line up
drop step on your solar plexus, where the f-ck is the hypocrisy from?
top shelf when i drop these records, time to get your discography up
these n-gg-s straight comedy bruh
i don’t see no apologies, just a bunch a motherf-ckers calling me up
but honestly, ima need all of these f-cks
prophecy planted like poppy seed  i see the future man, i hear it calling me audibly
bout to be all on the stage, they screaming my name man none of y’all n-gg-s is sonning me
sun and me, bun and c, big boi and 3 stacks
you start spitting, time to cut the mic dawg, i think you need some feedback
play this sh-t for my theme song, i been feeling like he-man
pray to god you don’t get a remix
you ain’t gon want that beat back, b-tch

- sunrey

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