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letra de resident evil - whyyeo

hook :
piano keys been rollin down my neck i need a chiropractor
everything she wanted me from me ain’t goin happen, maybe after
got three hunnid dollar denim on my legs but i ain’t faster
im just angled from a different view im a godd-mn protractor
im finna take this clip n dump it again
im in a hotel eatin on lobster i dont like being public again
i dont like gettin that b-tch around me cause she give me the vibe like we f-cking again
sometimes i dont like my life i think bout running away in the wind
i wanna run away from my problems but that means i run away from my dreams
everything feel so f-cked up lately im watching the rain fall to my feet
like godd-mn it
she be on my phone i hit delete
im lying if i said i never worried, gotta keep it p
verse 1 :
throw them racks out
no hand out
that sh-t is all on me
burnt the pack out
can’t back out
we heading in on three
foenem flagged out
he capped out
we found him on that street
that sh-t over we goin put you on that f-ckin tee
(fosho)
oh he got drums n he got lows
everything i did authentic ima go
oh he got pape well i got more ill take his sh-t n leave him broke
i caught him runnin to his mama where tf he wanna go we in that mode
hook :
piano keys been rollin down my neck i need a chiropractor
everything she wanted me from me ain’t goin happen, maybe after
got three hunnid dollar denim on my legs but i ain’t faster
im just angled from a different view im a godd-mn protractor
im finna take this clip n dump it again
im in a hotel eatin on lobster i dont like being public again
i dont like gettin that b-tch around me cause she give me the vibe like we f-cking again
sometimes i dont like my life i think bout running away in the wind
i wanna run away from my problems but that means i run away from my dreams
everything feel so f-cked up lately im watching the rain fall to my feet
like godd-mn it
she be on my phone i hit delete
im lying if i said i never worried, gotta keep it p
verse 2 :
prayed for this to work
we sold that work
so we could get out of the dirt
f-ck around get hurt
like you ain’t heard
we poppin opps like percs
ain’t no second chances in this b-tch i gotta come out first
how tf you ain’t touch ten but you could touch a he-rs-

- whyyeo

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