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letra de terrible patterns - trurebel migs

[1st verse]
yeah
i could see the future
i look right through ya
i use my medulla
no oblongata
i swallow my pride
to recognize that fire will follow
when smoke billows
i soak pillows
and smear her make-up
no chances for make-ups
she wanna wake up with me
i left her sleeping
she dreaming
it seem as if
i am seamless
with a demeanor
that’s meaner
what do you mean
ya say you fiend
for a need of my p-n-s
baby
you just want the cream
moving on to other things
i don’t really want your jeans
running through my jeans
i need a gutter queen
one who play the team
these b-tches want a ring
especially when your tape is buzzin
your name it got a ring
line it rings
for diamond rings
and finer things
your mind it change
all a sudden
but it’s too bad
if i f-cked your cousin
your mama loved me
we coulda been something
a drama queen
you love the ruckus
your character gluttonous
appet-te of a parasite
i shoulda knew better
trurebel
i reached a new petty
lady k!lla
hit that p-ssy
gotchu off of that pedestal
matter fact
f-ck your sentimental
now let this stress your mental
it’s a wrap no renolds

[chorus]
i belive in miracles
i don’t wanna brag
i don’t got no revenue
watch me how i last
walk walk walk girl
gently down my ave
she don’t wanna listen though
put her in my path
cuz all i do is make a way
met her in a tavern
and her name was saturn
watch me how i dissipate
from a terrible pattern
a terrible pattern

[2nd verse]
i seen your new n-gga
poor n-gga
knowing you
you got a few n-ggas
lined em up
you pick n choosing
for designer stuff
and swallow
i like a woman with her own stuff
she know wasup
know it’s a must
if she so vulups
she got a mind right
her grind right
i’m tryna f-ck
wit a nubian
a bad n buggee
with a new bm
you be in
hoopties
with dudes
be in
situations with 2 bms
who be in
dms with no per diem
i’m carpe diem
serene no venus
producing hits and catching net
flew through the traps with keenness
finessed my way up out the trap
real rap
fool, mama never raised that
my payback
is playbacks
i state facts on wax baby
that’s why you’ll never play me
sh-t you could throw shade you won’t degrade me
sh-t, all these hoes know
that s-x with me is so amazing
stroke a lady
wake the neighbors
hit her with the strobe i’m vader
and now she call me daddy
she tryna clock me like me like flavor
i’ll see you later
my line blinging
sublime off rhyme slinging
got my pieces hittin’
threw the peace she cut like pizza dishes
he malicious
but these b-tches singing

- trurebel migs

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