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letra de life - twyce

[verse 1]
one time, i got run down, they identify me a ic3
my name’s twyce, but i come first, that’s why some girls don’t fancy me
different breed, twyce he free
close your eyes if you don’t wanna see me
funny how they still all wanna be me, see me and smash the tv (huh)
too much cap in your sh-t, they got capsized, i don’t wanna ring
people poured their hate in me, i was poor and made it rain
now i can put twenty on my wrist, my account it feels the same
i ain’t seen a m yet, nearly a quarter, ticket pain

[chorus]
sometimes i think about life and multiple times that man could’ve died
broke people wish death on me and i call that life
a minimum wage ain’t enough for me, but that’s them, they chose that life
made my first six figs last year and i ain’t gonna close my eyes
sometimes i think about life and multiple times that man could’ve died
broke people wish death on me and i call that life
a minimum wage ain’t enough for me, but that’s them, they chose that life
made my first six figs last year and i ain’t gonna close my eyes (yeah)
[verse 2]
and i stay reminiscing, friends turned victims, pose
it was that or a kitchen, like what are you picking?
i’m a quiet guy when socially, but on a beat, i’m saying lots, saying lots
in person, i speak to myself, my mind keeps playing lots and it’s f-cked
why i gotta open up? in the end, i’ll close again
feels get played like violins, strung together, playing them notes again
well orchestrated
i kept real for a friend, no pagan
these rappers insulting the bros, they’d never dream of smoke, they vaping
turn up the heat, the man so wet they turn into vapour
i’ll die if i turn into a hater
in jail with lyrics and paper
i went there for long so later
my lil’ bro’s [? 2:12]
my young boy campo, he’s a real shaver
he had mandem coughing up blood same year he had bro coughing up blood
my n-gga died, but it wasn’t enough
your n-gga died, but it wasn’t enough
friend, i’m getting real tired, i know it’s so long
just start at the bottom, i came out on top
[?]
clean up gang, i forget him, i mop
drops, i need unlimited drops
we give a drop on ourselves, they come
[chorus]
sometimes i think about life and multiple times that man could’ve died
broke people wish death on me and i call that life
a minimum wage ain’t enough for me, but that’s them, they chose that life
made my first six figs last year and i ain’t gonna close my eyes
sometimes i think about life and multiple times that man could’ve died
broke people wish death on me and i call that life
a minimum wage ain’t enough for me, but that’s them, they chose that life
made my first six figs last year and i ain’t gonna close my eyes

- twyce

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