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letra de sioux falls - ​​tropes

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[verse 1: tropes]
oh, walk in with the blood on my face, like
i don’t know what’s real or what’s fake life
oh, spent my last check on my waistline
you don’t even mean that sh-t you even say, like
oh, oh, real talk, what you know though?
i’m in fargo, north dakota
if you ain’t with me, i’m just doing this sh-t solo
y’all got no motion like a photo
yeah, y’all got no motion like a picture
bro told me he got the potions got the mixture
make the ground shake, i’m ten on the richter
i’m just crying i can’t wait til i wither
told my bro to send a beat, so they did, oh
they can’t see us in tinted windows
i told him i wouldn’t, but i did though
i don’t wanna live on this grid, bro
i don’t f-ck with cody luv, but i still spark the lizzo
big checks in my mailbox, thats how i live, bro
long hair, so down, i feel likе a willow
bro, she gon let me down, think i need to sit, bro

[chorus: tropes]
b-tch, i’m not likе you, we not likeminded
i’m so far back, oh, i’m so blind sighted
it’s the end of my days and i don’t realize it
[verse 2: heartstopmiami]
new episode like a tv show
what did it mean, bro? i don’t even know
geeked up ’cause i choose to, woah
she know me, i don’t know that ho
and they want war, they want gun smoke
i be walking round like satchel
i just smoked some za’ with tobacco
he ran out and dipped ’cause i packed bro
that b-tch really mean, she’s an assh0l-
i been going through some sh-t i don’t know how to tackle
pull up to the function all these b-tches throwing ass though
i’m dripped out in that water like a tadpole
planetzero mindset, everywhere is north
hating on the kid, put your ass on life support
i know how you feel, betty, but i can’t support
i been tryna make these songs but i can’t record sh-t

[verse 3: tropes]
oh, where you going at? what you going towards?
ask me what i’m waiting for, i’m waiting for the morgue
i don’t got any more, but they want more
throwing green in the air like a lawnmower
i see y’all taking notes like pencil
yeah, they wanna trace me, they need a stencil
bring a hammer to my mental
i’m just chilling with my dogs in the kennel
[chorus: tropes]
b-tch, i’m not like you, we not likeminded
i’m so far back, oh, i’m so blind sighted
it’s the end of my days and i don’t realize it

- tropes

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