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letra de struggles - wj

[verse 1]

i’ve got so manu struggles
my life is an unsolved puzzle (ayy, ayy, ayy)
thinkin’ i should hussle
my heart is starting to crumble
i always try to stay humble (shh)
i always get shy (ha)
i always stay high, (ftt)
‘cause i’m taking to many pills
all the money gave me chills
yeah, hoomie’s know the struggles
keepin’ my money close to me (yeah)

[bridge]
i’ve never been a snitch (nah ah)
i’m a storykeeper
can’t f-ck no b-tch (brrt)
‘cause she ain’t a keeper

[chorus]
hop in the rari, i’m going to the crowd
sippin’ on henneysey, in big ammounts
i don’t like b-tches that f-ck on a couch
i just copped a hoodie and bought me a house
playing guitar and posting on insta. f-ck with me and things are gonna get cineaster. counting my money, i only see signs. scaring me? i’ll pull the trigger you’ll die
thought you needed this back (yeah)
it go’ cl!ck clack (boom)
i just bought a pistol and you still owe me a big stack (argh)
and you took my rollie, there’s so much you haven’t given back (given back)
i’ve seen you on tinder, it’s to bad you cannot find a match
[verse 2]

ridin’ through a city in a black corvette (yeah, yeah)
them b-tches tryne take me down, i think i’m better dead (r.i.p)
you f-cked me up
ripped my heart apart, then ran away from me (yeaah)
how long will it take you, to come back to me (skrrt)
i gave you a long leash (swish)
now it’s time to rest in peace (peace)
felt low talked to my knees (shi)
wanted the dead to have a fiest, yeah

[verse 3]

baby you know i can’t live this way
we knew were we were, we were in our place (skrrt)
i should’ve never kept the money in your safe
now you always “show up late” (brat)
whenever i laugh you can’t relate, but when i have money, you just wanna take (lil’ ho)
i said i loved you for god sake
now everything i do, b-tch you hate (b-tch)
and whenever we talk, you act up strange
baby i’m loosing my head, imma go insane (poof)
we’ve never been in the same lane
guess we’ll both have to find a new page, yeah (bra, ra, da, da)
[chorus]
hop in the rari, i’m going to the crowd
sippin’ on henneysey, in big ammounts
i don’t like b-tches that f-cks on a couch
i just copped a hoodie and bought me a house
playing guitar and posting on insta. f-ck with me and things are gonna get cineaster. counting my money, i only see signs. scaring me? i’ll pull the trigger you’ll die
thought you needed this back (yeah)
it go’ cl!ck clack (boom)
i just bought a pistol and you still owe me a big stack (argh)
and you took my rollie, there’s so much you haven’t given back (given back)
i’ve seen you on tinder, it’s to bad you cannot find a match

[outro]
(yeaah) (skrrt) (brrt) (yeah)

- wj

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