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letra de one mic freestyle - tankz

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[hook]
sipping lean, it takes the pain away
f-ck drip, pound to pocket, save that sh-t for a rainy day
sometimes i wish that i could fade away
god please take some pain away
i ain’t a trapper, just a cl!cker with some melodies
every day i’m taking risks, might catch a felony
watching all my old friends turn to frenemies
i swear that sh-t hurts cause i love my n-ggas

[verse]
from when we never had a pound to when we made five figures
i don’t care how we get it, i just love my n-ggas
i don’t care how we get it, i just lovе my n-ggas
i don’t care how we get it, i just lovе my n-ggas
gelato 41, that’s a big zoot
‘london scammer’, that’s a big tune
section 20, drugs misuse
i ain’t a trapper, i’m a stacker but i miss you
baby i miss you, wish i could kiss you, didn’t think i’d miss you
but we all make mistakes and one of them’s not being with you
yeah i take out my laptop and make some bands
in the studio now, gotta grind for my fans
and you know i don’t like ’em, don’t wear them vans
free my n-gga k1, weren’t part of the plan
if i spark this zoot imma go cloud nine
if we spark this zoot imma make you mine
i ain’t got rich yet, it’ll come in due time
shawty’s my bro, my g, my slime
london scammer, london cl!cker
no stove, ain’t a whipper
sip lean, i’m a sipper
hate on me, racks got bigger
i’m so tired of the fake energy
n-ggas claim they love me but deep down i know they envy me
n-ggas claim they love me but deep down i know they hate on me
n-ggas claim they’re on it but don’t back it when it comes to beef
ain’t made no money, know the feeling
cali sip, i’m leaning
baby if you ain’t tryna jeet then you’re leaving
no jimmy, i’m still beating
they made no money, on my life i’m still fiending
she’s my queen, i’ll go to jail cause that’s treason
baby i’ll love you, nah i ain’t gon’ leave you
cl!cking these orders, yeah i’m gonna treat you
[hook]
sipping lean, it takes the pain away
f-ck drip, pound to pocket, save that sh-t for a rainy day
sometimes i wish that i could fade away
god please take some pain away
i ain’t a trapper, just a cl!cker with some melodies
every day i’m taking risks, might catch a felony
watching all my old friends turn to frenemies
i swear that sh-t hurts cause i love my n-ggas

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