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letra de supra - ykmnace

[verse 1]
everlasting pain, blinds my brain
smokin’ on dank to hide my pain
i ain’t gon’ lie, sh-t won’t change
f-ck the system, i ain’t playing no games
words like ammunition, cl!ck clack position (cl!ck clack)
one shot to your head, information was given (pew)
n-gga, shut up and listen, i’ma show you a vision
and take your mind on a mission and understand why you livin’
these n-ggas ass rappers, full-time actors
i can k!ll a track, even if i rap backwards
f-ck a studio, all a n-gga need is a macbook
and a little bit of drugs and a backwood
and i’ma start spittin’ my pain (my pain)
all of this sh-t in my brain (my brain)
i don’t think nothing’s gon’ change (it won’t change)
but the motherf-ckin’ money in the bank (uh-huh, uh-huh)
ooh, yeah, got my minds on some other sh-t
high as a mothership, surprise, how i’m stuntin’, b-tch
polite with the p-ssy, i say, “hi” when i’m comin’ in (“hi! hi!”)
talk all this sh-t, but the truth, you ain’t got it, b-tch
shawty hit me up, i told her i will be there right away
hide your partner p-ssy, pop a xanax, sleep my night away
wake up, feelin’ like this won’t be the finest days (ayy, yeah)
but it gets more better, smokin’ the finest haze
[bridge]
everybody stressin’, lookin’ for a blessin’
might just use a weapon just to send a message
everybody stressin’, lookin’ for a blessin’ (uh)
might just use a weapon (ayy), just to send a message (uh)

[verse 2]
and it always seem like all the f-ckin’ voices in my head
is tryna see me dead before i see my mother wed
and i remember way back when, when i was dead
broke, i was a f-ckin’ joke and n0body wanted to f-ck with me
remember sleepin’ on my n-gga will bed
doin’ anything just to make sure his n-gga fed
and now, i’m recollectin’ all the f-cking tears i shed
just to get to where i am and everybody wanna f-ck with me
remember bed bugs? bed sheets that felt like old rugs
and now, we finally made it out the d-mn slums
remember b-tches actin’ like old nuns
now they pop that p-ssy like p-rnstars if a n-gga want some
and that’s a d-mn shame, i’m not ashamed
if you press my n-gga kin, bullets rippin’ through your d-mn brain
and that’s for anybody f-ckin’ with my clique
i feel like yeezy, ’cause ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with my clique
jah

[outro]
and i will never sleep on a f-ck n-gga
and i will never eat wit’ a f-ck n-gga
my n-ggas aimin’ at you, better duck, n-gga
if ya ain’t about the fades, you better buck, n-gga (uh, uh)
and i will never sleep on a f-ck n-gga
and i will never eat wit’ a f-ck n-gga
my n-ggas aimin’ at you, better duck, n-gga
if ya ain’t about the fades, you better buck, n-gga
and i will never sleep on a f-ck n-gga
and i will never eat wit’ a f-ck n-gga
my n-ggas aimin’ at you, better duck, n-gga
if ya ain’t about the fades, you better buck, n-gga, oh

- ykmnace

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