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letra de fiberoptics - vince staples & the alchemist

[intro: vince staples]
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: vince staples]
i spend a extra hundred on it ’cause it’s fresh out the box
i bought a spot around the corner just to flex on the opps
yeah, rip to [donna ?], wishing death on the cops
they treat my melanin like something you need medicine for
see, i was born off artesia, probably die on that b-tch
forty-five with a stick, forty-five f-cking kids
so i ain’t following no leader, f-ck a flag, i got my own
wrap it ’round my face, i wrap my hand around the chrome
semi-automatic fire by the autozone
dropping sh-lls with him [?], i swear they’ll never fold
never been no n-gga from the block who ever told
catch a opp, it’s fiber optics, watch how quick it load

[interlude: boldy james]
where we at?

[verse 2: boldy james]
had a bren and a browning, big mg 42
mag in the max, i’m hotchkiss and a schwarzlose
1931, ak from finland
7.92 bullets, three millimeters bigger
as70 by 90 beretta, brazen
theodor bergman in the [bezel ?]
legs on the m/37, never the lesser
the breda .38 come with a sh-ll catcher and a compressor
hk21 kept ’em big cans
ds-39 with the kickstand
fn minimi, m25
fear the party from argentina, 7.65
springfield, f-ck around
[thirty eye six ?] sendin’ n-ggas back to dreamville
salvator-dormus for whoever gon’ retaliate
mac-58 look like it fell off of a battle tank
where we at?
[interlude: vince staples]
yeah
yeah
yeah

[verse 3: vince staples]
f-cked up the streets, down the streets and around the corners
made it out the streets, not the beef, no, it’s never over
left ramona streets, tryna breathe, now we in a coma
police pull me over, he just tryna meet the quota
he ain’t even tryna search for real, he would’ve found the blower
n-ggas out hear get that hurt for real, ain’t no more from the shoulder
save that for the county jail, we hit the pen’, we playing pokémon
i ain’t gotta press it when you know the line, we never been the deepest (nah)
but they feel the pressure when we beefin’ (dead homies)
if they say they two in case somebody rest-in-peacein’
name a hood, we trippin’ on that, we ain’t got no k!lling zone (name one)
every time we ever did our sh-t, we did ’em wrong
tryna send ’em home, they only with the sh-t in songs (studios)
lil’ n-gga skin and bones, if i get hit i’m gone (yeah)
so in the words of lil’ ½
i’m hittin’ hard and fast, cherry ave (yeah)
norf

- vince staples the alchemist

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