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letra de side effect - yl (rap)

[verse 1: yl]
three stripes on the a-di-das
501 levi’s, its yl i represent the east side
mission is collect the cash keep it runnin’ like a wanted man
i ain’t satisfied with just a couple grand
i seek the benefits, you don’t know why
the rare specimen
its them again gettin’ sprung off of natural elements
you sensitive, mentally dead since the genesis
no authenticness when i see you
move with elegance, you’s a negative
make decisions like executives
pardon the penmanship, most n-gg-s be actin’ feminine
my adrenaline pumps, i don’t f-ck with no chumps
i’m glued to earth, a polo man just chill on my shirt
feelings get hurt, my fingers caught inside of a skirt
peace and disturb, peace to my people in jers
triple r season for sure, spittin’ written sour hittin’
somewhere inside my literature

[hook: yl]
it’s ok (la, la)
it’s alright (la, la)
if you not sure (la, la)
you could ask y (la, la)
it’s all love, all drugs, all come to hear me body it
i acknowledge, you ain’t got the time for all the politics
it’s open 24 baby
you know i gotchu you can step inside for more baby

[verse 2: yl]
and i ain’t havin’ it, fame attract attention like a magnet
the young man after older hoes like the graduate
i’m tattin’ this sign on my faith like the sacraments
protagonist, picture me fly what should i caption this
manifest, plantin’ my seeds the green’s a side effect
i project vocals on mics, various sound devices
i made a dike chick see the light wait nice t-ts
it’s strictly the real, you know the kid
we could build but when i get the check we could split the bill
sittin’ still say goodbye to each other
she hit brazil, i’m a mexican kiss her right on the lips
told her when she got the time, to send me some flicks
i live my life inside the loop between a snare and a kick
camera glarin’ my vision
respect my idols i ain’t starin’ and sh-t
all the practice in the world couldn’t prepare me for this
time is weary and some would say it barely exist

[verse 3: yl]
can you hear me through the garbage that you play in your whip
play for the chips, tryna walk away with a win
pray for the kids, payin’ for the days that we sin
give him a sec, i’m back blaze it again
fly lyrical your physical form is not invincible
connecting syllables, 1080p the visuals
i made a twenty dollar bills stretch for the week that’s a miracle
-n-log thoughts, spittin’ digital
family first, that’s traditional
it ain’t about the 20 dollars its the mothaf-ckin’ princ-p-l
ain’t no warhols on my walls keep it minimal, right
maybe the eggsh-ll, nice with the pen sale
i set sail on open water, its for the brokenhearted
the beat drops got ’em goin’ half r-t-rded
they shoulda never got me started, keep my possessions guarded
i swear to god i’ll die for this sh-t like a martyr, let’s go

[outro: yl]
it’s ok (la, la)
open 24/7
you know what i’m sayin’ get it anytime
for my people, you know what i’m sayin’
new york
roper williams (you could ask)
y to the l
it’s triple r baby, yeah

- yl rap

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