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letra de silence - xero (rapper)

[intro]
(can i have a moment of silence?)
(didn’t know that ‘d end up tryna keep you here when i left in the distance)
(ohhh)
mmm
(can i have a moment of silence?)
shh, shh
(didn’t know that i’d end up tryna keep you here when i left in the distance)
aye
for a
gang

[chorus]
aye
i can’t fall in love, a b-tch ain’t got no heart
why they tryna judge a n-gga had a heart
need a way to escape
tryna run from that pain
it’s like duckin’ a bullet, you won’t make it far
pillow talk to a b-tch, and then get in her draws
i can’t say that i’m real. but it ain’t gon’ be long
i can’t lie, i got played, they thought we bond a little strong
wonder why they be hatin’ at the top, ‘nd be lonely
’cause these n-ggas be phony
aye, f-ck who you be, swear to god i won’t bottle up
if he say that he smokin’ him, he know i’ma follow
swear the code of that day, n-gga know not to try us
and you told on your partner, couldn’t never, that not us
went ‘nd got the green, wonder why he got shot up
if your b-tch at the function, don’t want that to pop up
and i ain’t been the same ever since the day i got locked up
i ain’t playin’ games, n-gga gon’ have to drop somethin’
[verse 1]
aye, brother on a pac but got sh-t by the [?]
you n-ggas made racks by workin’ with po-po
go out ‘nd ask on my gang, it ain’t no hoe
bet we swervin’ that [?] ‘nd that new tinted window
like that n-gga was taught, how he managed to get low
we pull up with them (fff), shootin’ shots out the window
‘nd take off on a jet, feelin’ like im tim [?]
slap his ass with a [?], he thinkin’ he debo
started with zero, ‘nd i turn a zero
need a moment of silence for all of my freak hoes
look at you p-ssy, been goin’ outside, boy i know that you mad, karma come with a [?]
everybody rock out, two time nd’ hit p slow
send a shot through the house, we hit up [?]
this b-tch will for the pack, onna neighborhood hero
man these n-ggas can’t take me, (?)

[chorus]
i can’t fall in love, a b-tch ain’t got no heart
why they tryna judge a n-gga had a heart
need a way to escape
tryna run from that pain
it’s like duckin’ a bullet, you won’t make it far
pillow talk to a b-tch, and then get in her draws
i can’t say that i’m real. but it ain’t gon’ be long
i can’t lie, i got played, they thought we bond a little strong
wonder why they be hatin’ at the top, ‘nd be lonely
’cause these n-ggas be phony
aye, f-ck who you be, swear to god i won’t bottle up
if he say that he smokin’ him, he know i’ma follow
swear the code of that day, n-gga know not to try us
and you told on your partner, couldn’t never, that not us
went ‘nd got the green, wonder why he got shot up
if your b-tch at the function, don’t want that to pop up
and i ain’t been the same ever since the day i got locked up
n-gga i ain’t playin’ games, n-gga gon’ have to drop somethin’
[outro]
mmm
n-gga i ain’t playin’ games, n-gga gon’ have to drop somethin’
aye
for a
aye
on god

- xero rapper

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