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letra de no trace - tra (us)

[verse 1]
take what i want, make no mistakes
got no complaints, filling the gape, taking the bait (yeah)
leaving no trace yeah shoot into sp-ce
it’s worth the wait when i fill up my plate when i stack on those weights
make me create yeah
been a f-cking minute since a mother f-cker did it
never hit it i admit it
do you dig it, imma get it
seven digits imma bring it
i’ve been going off like a mother f-cking rocket, tell me who’s gonna stop it
just try to top it, just try to cop it
i only drop hot sh-t, only drop bop sh-t
pick up your b-tch, flip on the switch yeah sh-t starts at six
yeah writing down scripts yeah taking those trips
yeah never gone slip when i’m making those tips ah

[chorus]
wish i could leave no trace
yeah wish i could have my sp-ce, but it’s not my place
she ain’t my date, i just have to wait, she gotta have that trait yeah (ayy)
wish i could leave no trace
yeah wish i could have my sp-ce, but it’s not my place
she ain’t my date, i just have to wait, she gotta have that trait
yeah

[verse 2]
hide in the dark, spitting those bars (yeah)
writing remarks, f-cked up my heart
where do i start, hate being apart yeah (ayy)
when i hurt, i can’t flirt, i’m just dirt, i convert, i assert, i exert too much hurt
took down my fort for sport

[chorus]
wish i could leave no trace
yeah wish i could have my sp-ce, but it’s not my place
she ain’t my date, i just have to wait, she gotta have that trait yeah
wish i could leave no trace
yeah wish i could have my sp-ce, but it’s not my place
she ain’t my date, i just have to wait, she gotta have that trait
yeah

[verse 3]
switching and making it darker
just give me a minute and imma go farther
far from departure, this sh-t is harder
just took your b-tch when i gave her my charger
i’m living larger, don’t play those tricks cause i’m living smarter
got me a fit and that’s just for starters
yeah living a mile from the harbor, living a mile from the barber
f-cked me up and now i got armor, call me a charmer
call you a b-tch and that sh-t hits like karma
fighting my nerves is like fighting like sparta
i got a target, just took a flight from miami to charlotte
not rich yet but i’m still a threat
just place your bets and i’ll put the dumb b-tches into debt without breaking a godd-mn sweat

[verse 4]
yeah jumping back in yeah where the f-ck have i been yeah
ain’t done till i fin
just give me a minute yeah my sh-t is vivid
i got a flow you can’t mimic
i’m my own worst critic
got me stressing bout the -n-lytics (ayy)
but i k!ll those godd-mn lyrics (ah)

- tra us

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