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letra de fuxk it (2020) - tokyo jetz

[intro]
all that faking
n-ggas act like they really for you, n-ggas ain’t really for you
tre trax, i think we got one
it’s trax season, bruh
n-ggas don’t really want no-
they want clout so bad
i think n-ggas would sell they soul for a instagram with a million dollars

[verse 1]
know how i feel, closest n-gga turn snake (b-tch)
what you want, a couple followers, couple dollars, give or take (ah)
but that n-gga that you f-ckin’ pillow talking like a hoe again (d-mn)
when you had just done picked it up to hit the floor again
i took care of whoever, who the f-ck i’m supposed to call now?
yeah i got it back, but how the f-ck you helped me fall down? (b-tch)
focuse on your paper, where your green and where your benz and whеre your n-gga, where his hеart?
need to worry ‘bout where your ends at
tell me how you got it, i benn givin’ back forever (for real)
but the second i slip up, they crucified me like whatever (what?)
i done paid a couple bills and i ain’t asked for no receipts
i done fed a lot of yall and give a f-ck ‘bout how i eat
i done finally gave a f-ck and i done (?) my eyes
i done kept it way to real think you gon’ count me out wit lies, n-gga f-ck it
this sh-t not need applause or a thank you
the b-tch to teach to swim, will be the same b-tch to sank you, how the f-ck
[hook]
ay won’t you tell me how you did it? since you perfect and you get it
‘cause every day it’s a new story ’bout my funds and how i’m livin’
i was battling my demons, yall was tryna call ‘em out
i was tryna build you up and you was fillin’ me with doubt
you ain’t gotta question sides, when you pick it ain’t no switch
i can’t take none of it back and i can’t go out like no b-tch
so n-gga f-ck it, ay p-ssy n-gga f-ck it

[verse 2]
ay i done seen to many deaths, so ain’t no sh-t i’m seein’ different
yall could’ve rode the wave, i coulda find me a lil gimmick
so sick of hatin’ b-tches, out my session f-ck yo feelin’s
speak on everything i do, act like i can’t f-cking move
tell them b-tches suck my d-ck and eat my p-ssy when it’s bleedin’
since they talk ‘bout everything, imma give you hoes a reason
what you want me in the hood, tryna strip me of my paper?
even if i lost it all, ain’t no motherf-ckin’ hater
all that typin’ like you blogging on the gram
already had ‘em p-ssed, imma make you b-tches mad
no i can’t post your sister, while she’s rapping in her car
soon as you get a chance, yall be talkin’ like you dumb (b-tch)
ay hoe admit you wanna be me, shut the f-ck up
ran through b-tch, how the f-ck you actin’ stuck up (what?)
tell that n-gga who ain’t grown, i punch him in his sh-t (on god)
switch clique, she ain’t sh-t, p-ssy n-gga you a b-tch, f-ck n-gga
[hook]
ay won’t you tell me how you did it? since you perfect and you get it
‘cause every day it’s a new story ’bout my funds and how i’m livin’
i was battling my demons, yall was tryna call ‘em out
i was tryna build you up and you was fillin’ me with doubt
you ain’t gotta question sides, when you pick it ain’t no switch
i can’t take none of it back and i can’t go out like no b-tch
so n-gga f-ck it, p-ssy n-gga f-ck it

[outro]
tre trax, i think we got one
it’s trax season bruh

- tokyo jetz

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