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letra de pluggg - te dness

[intro: te dness]
yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: te dness]
i’m in the grey beamer driving through a stop-check
quickly clean the phone down to send a hot text
thumbing through 20 thousand pound, i’m thinking what next
some of my gs all now and they say i got next
’cause all i do is try try until i’m dry crying
and if this sh-t don’t ever pop, i’ll probably die trying
i really gotta do promotions when my line’s quiet
my runner probably bored as h-ll, let me go slide by

just spent two hours smoking goodies
i told ’em pop, profit over p-ssy
and if shorty ain’t with it she gotta boogie
to her friends, like how could he tell her she could keep the hoodie
i’m just sliding through the concrete jungle
need bricks to build a house, they told me young man rumble
thinking ’bout a load of things i could’ve told my uncle
i was too busy trying to get bands in bundles

now my little mama say, ayo she say i’m disrespectful
i say the marijuana make a man forgetful
if i give you the t-tle, i can’t neglect you
forget a lot of things but i could never forget you
no half-heart lovin’, buss a band out the budget
you know that i’m tuggin’, girl, you know that it’s nuttin’
just look what i’m becoming, i live a hundred miles from the town that i’m runnin’
i am somebody’s poppy or plug or suttin’

[hook: te dness]
ye-eah
getting used to the hate, i could do with some love
so i hit you late night, little shorty you my plug
you the plug, plug, plug, plug
you the plug, plug, plug, plug
trap nominated and you know they don’t like it
we ain’t worried ’bout them n-gg-s, we some captains to a pirate

[verse 2: solo ldn]
they say the proof’s in the pudding, tell me what you taste
i can’t have these funny n-gg-s chilling round my sp-ce
i’m in west, two-stepping wearing my north face
risk i take, bob bussin’ out the bando
when i sit and do a prayer, i ain’t lighting up a candle, nah
i’m mo farah with the stamina
real ‘mali in the kitchen, i have br–sts on my banana
you can tell by how i’m living, i done been through all the drama

i can see it coming, i can’t miss my chance
if i fold the towel, would never have no chance
i’ve been in and out the pubs, just conversating with pundits
they can gossip, we’ve been busy talking numbers
they can have the summer, i’ve been busy on my come-up
i ain’t busy tryna tun up, i been busy in cabana
n-gg-s always swear on their mothers but they don’t give nuttin’ to her
i’m coming up from the gutter, i’m with the turtles in sewers

i don’t care about the newest, i’m progressing, you’ve got yourself to blame
i’m pulling out the magic hat, don’t buss like david blaine
french vanilla when i’m hopping off another plane
i was smiling through the pain and you should do the same
yeah, yeah, and i been cruising in my rental
smoking all this weed made me forgetful
yeah, yeah, and they’ve been chopping for our bars
i’ve been up in all these corners, i’ve been tryna find a plug, yeah

[outro: te dness]
ay, ay

- te dness

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