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letra de comradery - whyyeo

comradery, it fall on me, i prayed today, hope god with me
this flow been gettin lazier since these lyrics touched this part of me
my uncle, aunt, and soul all died this year, wish i could call all three
i’m lookin for my lookout, i think she hate to keep an eye on me
sh-t, i just get boot off that ten and i just get doin to me
i gotta tell that truth sh-t no one i know finna do that sh-t ruder than me
look me in my eyes while you say all that cap
when i said i’ll look for a heaven in my h-ll, a god and demon wept
why would i care bout opinions, the next song you play ain’ my story no more
she don’t want f-ck my life up, she just wanna see wherever this sh-t go
i jus wan f-ck this all up, tell my story and then i go hit that door
i’ll probably f-ck up all my bridges if i tried to say all this sh-t off the dome
i’m a rat i’m tryna stack up all these cheese
they say talk is cheap but you know d-mn well you ain’ paying fees
i been broken, i been hurt, that’s why my heart be on my sleeve
so if you hurt bout what i said then you can take your sh-t and leave n-gga
i don’t do no gossip, that sh-t for the birds
my lil bro said he got plays like “ok cool, b-tch what’s the word”
you talkin down on bro, we turn this b-tch to tennis, he get served
if i be alone too long, then i might run up, give f-ck bout what you heard n-gga
f-ck all this stress, f-ck all this drama, f-ck this pain
i love to smoke it keep happy plus it help to numb my brain
yea i’m in love but it just feel like all my feelings ain the same
i know she just tryna do right but sh-t went left and made me change n-gga
ay, run a couple bands up wit my gangnem my dawgs
how you down to take a charge you runnin from the law
had to be a man and suck it up but i’m like pause
how these n-ggas thugs lets be forreal these n-ggas frauds
you ain stand on what you say so we can’t get along
hopin that my exes and my main can get along
but she don’t f-ck with them because she know they did me wrong
so i’ma stick to talking my lil sh-t up in these songs
i just wan run that sh-t up wit all my dawgs and take it all
i keep it blunt, no need for woods, but you get smoked with no withdrawals
i keep that old ass money, in that mattress, i could let it rot
he mixing sprite with darkness in em, now he say he cravin wock

- whyyeo

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