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letra de marathon - trdee

[intro]
sbdsm, sbdsm
sbdsm, sb-

[chorus]
i know a couple n-ggas that’s addicted to the fast life
prayin’ they don’t crash, they just wanna get they bag right
laid up with that lame, i know baby live a sad life
you couldn’t cop what i was wearin’ if it was half price
you can’t go where i go ’cause you ain’t got the funds
and you cannot smoke what i’m smoking, you ain’t got the lungs
why the f-ck you talking crazy and ain’t got no guns?
must’ve had me a marathon if you call that a run

[verse]
baby, you gon’ have to show me, i’m more visual
then she got on top and rolled me like an eliptical
i can’t wait until i see you, i’m so sick of you
pop you like your mans, you better hope people remember you
remembеr back when i was broke, i wasn’t visible
i got grown monеy, man, no, i’m not kiddin’ you
remember times when i was sad and really missin’ you
now when i hear your name, i’m just glad that i got rid of you
i froze up like he was low and like d’angelo
i’ll pass the b-tch, magic johnson, here you go
if you ever catch me with the b-tch, then she got hit before
caught him with his friends, f-ck it, eenie, meenie, miney, mo
who gettin’ hit? i need the coldest one
i ain’t spark the opp up in a minute, finna roll me one
she like, “i hate n-ggas”, bae, you not the only one
i’ll bet your broke ass a band, you can’t show me one
i’ll bet you she ain’t ridin’ if [?] hit a couple bumps
when i heard the news, i was hopin’ i got punked
ridin’ with a foreign, it’s a engine in the trunk
woke up in the mornin’, baby ate me just like lunch
never fallin’ off ’cause my balance really maxed out
life not a game, when you in it, you can’t back out
hope you got your bl!cky ’cause the city just like warzone
how you say you up and you ain’t even put your bros on? (how?)
[chorus]
i know a couple n-ggas that’s addicted to the fast life
prayin’ they don’t crash, they just wanna get they bag right
laid up with that lame, i know baby live a sad life
you couldn’t cop what i was wearin’ if it was half price
you can’t go where i go ’cause you ain’t got the funds
and you cannot smoke what i’m smoking, you ain’t got the lungs (zaza)
i must’ve had me a marathon if you call that a run

[outro]
huh, sh-ttyboyz

- trdee

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