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letra de dark skies freestyle* - tcm optic

[intro]
[tag]: (lil c bumpin’)
man its dark skies and hard times and sh-t
dark skies and sh-t
i dont talk no sh-t man, d-mn
[producer tag: jammy beatz]

[verse 1]
i don’t talk no sh-t
but i keep my word lil n-gga and that’s how a g moves
and we stay silent, yeah, walk with a bean too
imma do my job
making these bands by the minute cause thats just what we do
im with the plan, but these n-ggas switching up
i keep a hundred thousand on my physical
i got bands

[hook]
bands kept neat, thats on 1 2 3 woah
14th street chopsticks
finna eat woah
forked up whip, coming straight out the prix woah
take it to the bank, finna bang it like im d rose

[verse 2]
still no guap stacked up for my next life
duffel straps clipped, black whip, thats on my next stripe
dont step to a n-gga it ain’t no negotiation
im not from what you rep, my choppa speak a different language,yeah
how you finna hate me, but you wanna play my songs on loop still won’t admit
tryna pull a fake id but you ain’t like me, lil boy not on the list
you like pinocchio, jacket on ovo, in-laws from tokyo, i had to drift
eliantte my fist, fist, i got ex-lil-ms. p-ssed
amber alert cause the ceiling went missing
heart black as a raven
im fly as a griffin
sweeping the game
there ain’t no competition
the mazzi vanilla with strawberry filling
my life is a movie, ain’t no one could write it
they counted me out, i ain’t talking t-minus
im making them rubies, you pull up with diamonds
they cutting my ice till that be hitting violet, i swear
posted up, been sliming since a child, all about that nick at ‘nite
all that talk about him since a youngin , no amanda bynes
no small bills still make it rain
if you dont pop pills then you dont got thrills
in the stovepot chills
finna shut yall out
put that on god’s will
finna save the pain

[hook]
bands kept neat, thats on 1 2 3 woah
14th street chopsticks
finna eat woah
forked up whip, coming straight out the prix woah
take it to the bank, finna bang it like im d rose

[break]
i got my girl in the back, she cool
all of my diamonds are magical
run up on me like a savage, homes
i put a mag in your clavicle
pull up and knife a n-gga with a stick
i ain’t playing no tactical
and if you can’t do sh-t for yourself
then my n-gga for what is your rapping for?
i flipped the door up
you whipping a 4 up
i might have to throw em
go rocky balboa
i might have to knock a n-gga out like creed
cause your boy an assassin, homes (yeah)
pull up and knife a n-gga with a stick
i ain’t playing no tactical
and if you can’t do sh-t for yourself
then my n-gga for what is your rapping for?

[verse 3]
perky no 30, ay
call me the mac (mack), who’s that, shoutout to bernie, ay
sleep in a temple, no shirley, ay
new richard millie on kirby, ay
she wanna match it, to look like the rapids
so i put her neck on a swirley, ay
i put the bay in a flurry, ay
chrome on the walls it’s like basquiat
point to the ‘rati say “dámela”
took a ‘turismo right off the lot
while a young n-gga been popping off
i get the money like mazeltov
burn through that sh-t like a molotov
i put the jacket on romanov
i put the doors on amanda todd [r.i.p.]
woah

[hook]
bands kept neat, thats on 1 2 3 woah
14th street chopsticks
finna eat woah
forked up whip, coming straight out the prix woah
take it to the bank, finna bang it like im d rose

- tcm optic

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