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letra de migraine freestyle - swerzie

[intro]
i got a migraine
i got a migraine
i got a migraine
i got a migraine
i got a migraine
i got a migraine
downtime gon’ violate
808 vibrate
diamond they hydrate
[?]
aye bruh get yo motherf-ckin’ producers up
bruh y’alls beats sounding weak as h-ll
anyway-

[verse]
b-tch, i’m higher than jack on the stalk
got this hoe thing, now she wanna stalk
thought his homies was gon’ have him covered
now he layin’ covered in nothin’ but chalk
got a rifle so i cannot walk
and my phone tapped, i can’t even talk
your hoe done tappin’ me so i fin’ tapped that b-tch to the crib y’ain’t know she gon’ call
i don’t like the boat but these jordans for sale
you say my sh-t weak but ain’t makin’ no sales
on top of the building, you workin’ in sales
this rotten my sons and this sh-t ain’t for sale
a free beat from downtime, that sh-t is a [?]
they said that they real but now deep in the dirt
all you do is tweet, i’m surrounded by birds
they boxin’ me in but they shudder like nerds
and speakin’ of candy ain’t n0body sweet
when my mom in a mansion, i’m goin’ for complete
so i need ’bout a band now, if you need defeat
you can be in the igloo instead for this heat
you can walk up and test me if you wanna die
if you not f-ckin’ with me commit suicide
and my b-tch she from gaza, yeah free palestine
i gon’ get me some sh-t, now they know valentine
had a b-tch wanna talk ’cause she like how i rhyme
if i go check the time on my wrist i go blind
it’s a new f-ckin’ day, you better not fall behind
and this clip on the gun look like 300 vines
how you worried ’bout me but your card is declined
and my opps never close to me, [?]
i just wait for this hole, yeah head d-ckin’ yo spine
while you clocked in at 9 at t-mobile till 5
it ain’t cappin’, my rappin’, just rotten my life
you better not love no b-tch if you tryna go thrive
if i don’t make no money each day i deprive
i look back on the times when i barely survived
i look back at these hoes that gained nothin’ but rhymes
talkin’ ’bout they gon’ rot when they switch up like bop
and a f-ck b-tch is now tryna hit up my line
i got 99 problems and you none of mine

- swerzie

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