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letra de clear stones - young hrt

[chorus]
clear stones
grizzly round’ my shoulders and i bear arms
bein’ broke brought pain i cried till’ my tears gone
lil’ bro coulda’ been a legend but wasn’t here long
rip lo

[verse 1]
i kept workin’ till my diamonds color cab dawg
i kept fightin’ till my war wounds turnt’ to scab’s dawg
bro taught the hood to trap purpose get a bag dawg
just make sho’ you on the rocket fore’ i blast off
task force put flashlights in the window woke me up out my sleep
i told em’ “only trust in god” hear my granny screamin’ “preach”
lawyer said it’s fifty bands and that don’t come with guarantees
that’s when i had to realize that yo’ freedom never free
precious stones gon’ fall out if i start grindin’ on my t–th
my mama proud of me dawg so what else do i need
i spent time breakin’ through sh-t i came out so tlc
she ain’t even want a birkin so i bought that girl a peach
f-ck the doc, gov, and the dea
and any other forces put my hoodlums in a cage
told her i don’t love her back and i ain’t even feel no shame
i ain’t got a heart no mo’ my youngin face is on a hanes

[chorus]
clear stones
grizzly round’ my shoulders and i bear arms
bein’ broke brought pain i cried till’ my tears gone
lil’ bro coulda’ been a legend but wasn’t here long
rip lo
all these racks ain’t enough hands to count it
don’t be a hundred i need you at a thousand
tennis ball the lamborghini make a bird brain out the rari
i’m goin’ all in right now no time for love bae i’m sorry
[verse 2]
i ran sh-t like a halfback
i coulda’ went to states
pray god bless wit’ me a son
and he inherit all my traits
we was in the trenches hungry
but had a lot on our plates
in her head like dandruff
but she allergic to the flakes
she hate hrt but she love christian i told her one come with the other
i can’t condone the k!llin’ but it’s different bout’ yo’ brother
my youngin got hit had to see tears on his mother
i almost hopped inside the pan heat slidin’ like some b-tter
if it ain’t the home team it’s no team
lot of yo’ bros don’t know what bro mean
told homie be strong mix wocky wit the protein
got a couple lambs i never drive em’ but them hoes clean
band-aid on my soul for once i don’t feel i’m alone
lookin’ like a biker gang all our hearts are colored chrome
artillery to the fullest i buy 10 choppas for every home
g-ngb-ngin’ generation his daddy rollin’ like a stone
what you did for yo’ hood i brought the trap out
my belt talkin’ lookin’ like i just left smackdown
they can’t sleep on us forever they got a nap out
music found me i done left my heart at badd house
what you did for yo’ hood i welcomed felon’s home
i got hoes goin’ in circles like a peloton
demons keep him up he gulp bars like melatonin
we was chasin’ bags ran until our belly gone
[chorus]
clear stones
grizzly round’ my shoulders and i bear arms
bein’ broke brought pain i cried till’ my tears gone
lil’ bro coulda’ been a legend but wasn’t here long
rip lo
all these racks ain’t enough hands to count it
don’t be a hundred i need you at a thousand
tennis ball the lamborghini make a bird brain out the rari
i’m goin’ all in right now no time for love bae i’m sorry

[outro]
ouuuuuu
ouuuuuu
young hrt got heart

- young hrt

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