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letra de pretentious - yck

[verse 1]
step up in the place and hail to mary armageddon
coming out i cause a scene and call the f-cking paramedics
i’m not bleeding, that incision’s bout a twenty second fix
got my stack of norco, taking two or i’m about to trip
i’ll be in the ocean, you can find me there with iodine
drank a f-cking potion, maybe thinking i might die tonight
wouldn’t be back, well, they wouldn’t want that
i’ll be out in no time, no way to contact
everybody want change till the moment that it come
rather do my own thing, live in all the contrast

[chorus]
for the record, i don’t f-ck with you or what you say
anything you wanna front, b-tch, i turn the other way (way)
you ain’t making cash, you ain’t got a bit of drip
everything you try to show, you ain’t out here selling zip (zip)

[verse 2]
fistful of bucks, take a hit from the blunt
you don’t wanna f-ck around, well, i’m just bad luck
they’re unoriginal, effort is minimal
i don’t take part, no, i’m out, i’m invisible
reach in the bag, got a street to attack
got a can full of paint, boutta seep in the rag
tagging up turf, been dead on my birth
well, i’ve felt that way, no bit of self-worth
say, what a good joke i said
only thing that it ain’t cause i look half dead
slanging some sh-t, i be k!lling my kidneys
my lungs are collapsing, puff out like a chimney
burning my brain, now my skull got smoke
hanging round the inside, never care what you spoke
break at the seam, don’t take what i mean
as a lie that i make in a point to deceive
[chorus]
for the record, i don’t f-ck with you or what you say
anything you wanna front, b-tch, i turn the other way (way)
you ain’t making cash, you ain’t got a bit of drip
everything you try to show, you ain’t out here selling zip (zip)

[breakdown]
i’m all alone, i’m autonomous
i got a pit in my brain, it’s bottomless
you think i oughta miss but i’m calling hits
i got a lack of heart and no confidence
two pump chump, motherf-ck what you done
don’t step in my turf, turn around, better run
don’t play another game, boutta bite on the curb
got a wish that i’ll grant, make your life get worse

[outro]
for the record, i don’t f-ck with you or what you say
anything you wanna front, b-tch, i turn the other way (way)
you ain’t making cash, you ain’t got a bit of drip
everything you try to show, you ain’t out here selling zip (zip)

- yck

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