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letra de devilplayinwitme - swaggely

f-ck mud, turn the dirt and water into clay
i be crying sh-t that’s everyday
i’m countin’ some bans i ain’t talkin’ bout ray
and i’m not an actor but i’m still makin’ plays
i can’t rock with you cause the streets made me hard
what i seen in the mud that sh-t done had me scarred
keep a 3 foot iron like a d-mn yard
tim d. brown do magic with credit cards
swervin’ in the ford but its hard to focus
make yo girl disappear, “hocus pocus”
me and my bro was in the mud that sh-t broke us
they was knocking me down, had me feeling hopeless
since a jit i was making money all type of ways
focused on the fruit they all thought i was g-y
i’m not feeling blue, i’m feeling gray
had to help my pops, he had bills to pay
and when i make it, don’t dare text my phone
you coulda been here but you left me alone
i deserve to sit here, i built this f-cking throne!
after i made it all i saw was some clones
devil playin’ with me, chess
i got some sh-t need get off my chest
when we was in the mud, i had to wear a vest
when i got my family out i was feeling blessed

[verse 2]
i get body odor when i do not shower
you posting your bread, i’m mixing this flour
i’m leanin’ like that one tower
chasin’ a bag i been grinding for hours
life is draft, why that sh-t be so rough
in the gutter it been raining long enough
marshmallow boy you made out of fluff
i’m making this cheese bigger so it puff
my ak a f-g, got it out the closet
i like all women, but i don’t f-ck with chocolate
i’m in the street, look both ways ‘fore you cross it
wiping my nose, runny like a faucet
i ain’t no jehovah but i’m knocking down doors
in the mud it wasn’t fighting it was wars
don’t claim sh-t cause imma take what is yours
since i was 5, kept a glock in my drawer
how could i trust you when i don’t trust myself
keeping that iron, i know i need help
got nothing for christmas, i was my own elf
negativity? keep that sh-t to yourself
some hustle to be seen, i grind to disappear
but the grind doesn’t stop not a day of the year
if ver trans does that still make me queer
you hoes like my vision, never being clear
bars on bars i ain’t talking bout beer
eating sh-t i was misunderstood by my peers
2020 might just be my year
when ver retired man i shed my first tear
be my peace, i done had enough pain
i don’t keep sides, i focus on my main
came from the mud that sh-t left a stain
gotta love me a lil different, f-cked up in my brain
as a young boy, never thought i’d never be broke again
dad left when i was young, i think his name glenn
you hoes drew on my heart and i gave you the pen
f-cked with my head, and now i like men
damaged but i thugged that sh-t out
talking behind my back, what the f-ck was that about
street-smart, but a highschool dropout
b-tch this is fame, this isn’t clout
keep a shooter to my left, in case i’m not right
they lock us up like apes, they want us to fight
aluminium pistol but this sh-t isn’t light
you f-cked up if i got you in my sights

- swaggely

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