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letra de release effect - yt[youngtrill]

verse 1:

i’m just, tryna find my balance
work up on my talent
to finally, surf on a wave

never gave a f-ck about a hater
terminator
there’s red in my eye
b-tch i’m gone

cookie got me feeling lifted
i’m gifted
i’m wicked
your trash that you spit makes me sickend

you can’t flow like how i’m flowing
you throwing the shade
way to ahead of you guys

oh my-my
don’t lie
you a lame, in the game
i’m addicted
i’m wicked

sorry, you can’t get a feature
i beat you in every category
this is my territory

fuel the fire, with p-ssion, and enemies
light the gas, kush be my remedy
all these thotties, ain’t getting no love from me
sorry mamma, no drama, its under me

reminisce with the squad, cruising through
thru the city, we litty, we on the move
never lose, i improve
and i feel the groove
solitude, what i need
i ain’t in the mood

going thru my own shit, i ain’t got the time

tryna get out the struggle
i’m tryna grind

on my mind
is this money
that’s bottom line

never mind all you phoneys
don’t mind when i’m lonely
i’m knowing
i’m growing
it’s showing
i’m blessed

f-ck it, my god i am stressed

tryna hide all of my demons
this evening
with potions
like oceans
i’m sipping
i’m wavy

baby won’t you come and ride?
sit by my side, take a look up in my eyes
hope you see all the pain that i hide
and i hope that you see that i’m tryna survive!

hook:
make a milly, bring my whole squad with me, (aye!)
we getting litty, keep it real, one hundred fifty
in my city, bout to turn up in my city, ya, (woo!)
with the gang, we ain’t worried bout a-

verse 2:
i ain’t worried bout a thang
nah, i ain’t worried bout a thang
gon, keep it tight with the gang
gonna make my own lane
and stay the same and don’t change, ya
always gonna be the same
i know how to play the game
and i know how to play it right
i be smoking every night, on occasion sipping dirty sprite, ya
i be tryna make a flight
getting higher then the clouds
f-ck it never coming down
what goes around, comes around
stupid b-tches telling lies now
telling lies on my name
your pathetic, you insane
it’s f-ck you, you a lame
i’ma pot head, and you a crack addict
ya i’m taking shots
ya i’m back at it

(outro)

- ytyoungtrill

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