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letra de (41) lightwork freestyle - tata

[intro]
tray, tray, traybvndo (bvndo)

[verse 1: tata]
sometimes you be out of your mind
you be thinkin’ ’bout sh-t that be out of this world
and she know designer on my toes
when she givin’ me brain, she be makin’ em’ curl
she know she a baddie, she do what she want
sometimes she be f-ckin’ on girls
like, i just wanna f-ck and be friends
like, i don’t think i’m ready for a girl

[verse 2: jenn carter & kyle richh]
n-no ballerina, she might do a twirl
i feel bad, i can’t give her no whirl
i can’t love on a thot, i don’t know who to trust
like, i don’t know if it’s love or it’s l-st
and she arguin’, just wanna fuss
i can only put trust on my gun
i’ma demon, i do it for fun
ptsd from the sh-t that i done
[?] about stuff, is it real?
’cause this sh-t don’t bе feelin’ like love
fake sh-t whеrever that i walk
pain in my heart, i be itchin’ to spark
5am in the stu’, i’m in the spot with 2 twin glocks
p-pour 4, can’t see through the dark
10 on my body, i don’t gotta [?]
[verse 3: tata & kyle richh]
i’m off the juice, and i’m talkin ’bout mud
like yous was steppin’ on me like a rug
and i really done been through some sh-t
i don’t be crying tears, i’m crying blood
(grah)
and if i got my gun, then you know that i’m good
me and [?] too deep in the field
like, i’ma stop, but i’m still in the hood

[verse 4: jenn carter]
like, she a demon, she doing her sh-t
told her, “tote on the gun”, and she said that she would
like, i was tryin’, i did what i could
at the end of the day, i’ma keep me a knocka
can’t lack, just move proper
what? bullets just kickin’ like soccer
hollows start singin’ like it was a opera
(grah grah)

[verse 5: tata]
she know she my heart at the end of the day
she be scared that my day’s gon’ end
like, she my homie, my b-tch, and my friend
she always do sh-t to get under my skin
like, they don’t want me to win
when i wake up, i try not to sin
but, i just do it again
like, she gon’ do what i do, she my twin
sometimes i don’t know how to live
i be dwellin’ on sh-t that i did
free my demons that stuck in the pin
and this shortie so bad, i might give her a kid
early mornin’, i’m all in her ribs
me and her two deep in the whip
she my demon, she ready to oot
if i pass her the knocka, she dumpin’ that sh-t
[outro]
bow
(music)

- tata

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