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letra de gotta stay - vito (fr)

[intro]
gotta stay
til’ i die
til’ i die
i gotta stay
til’ i die
yeah
yeah
i gotta stay

[chorus]
high all the time, to forget i gotta keep a 9
keep an eye
people tryna steal your mind
make you blind
keep it real, everything i’ve ever made is unrefined
keep in mind, underline, n-body is left behind
everybody on me, i can never get no peace of mind
stay the f-ck back, you will never get a piece of mine
i was born to do this, ever since a boy i’ve seen the signs
used to always think i wasn’t good enough in mama’s eyes

[verse 1]
and i got nothin’ to lose
b-tch i don’t have no excuse
f-ck your b-tch, i say excuse me
i’m k!lling anyone who try to use me
you p-ssy haters amuse me
i did not ask you to choose me
you talking sh-t and been trying to screw me
please introduce me
and you better never confuse me
i’ll spray at anyone who try to fool me

[verse 2]
i got some sh-t to address
feelings that can’t be suppressed
got these hoes feeling obsessed
trying to get me undressed
all this sh-t feel like a mess
all this sh-t feel like a test
everyday i wake up stressed, fearing of losing success
but i just gotta work hard
gotta progress, gotta finesse, you feel me?

[chorus]
i gotta stay
high all the time, to forget i gotta keep a 9
keep an eye
people tryna steal your mind
make you blind
make a deal, once you sell your soul there ain’t no change of mind
so you gotta really think about it ‘fore you go and sign
everybody on me, i can never get no peace of mind
stay the f-ck back, you will never get a piece of mine
i could never do it, never understood how snakes bite
but when you approach a snake, all they get is stage fright

[verse 3]
and you know we have to keep fighting
for bros that we used to cry with, we wanna die with
the hoes that we wanna lay with, we wanna ride with
we have been never polite with
any mo’f-cka who snitchin’
my trigger finger be itchin’
better watch out if you b-tchin’
we gon’ hit you in your kitchen
you better never start trippin’, b-tch

[outro]
i ain’t got no time to chill
everyday i gotta work so i don’t gotta slang no krill
but i gotta grip the steel
treat your b-tch just like a meal
panties on the windowsill
pull up on us, you get k!lled
just like rocky, keep it trill

- vito fr

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