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letra de murder she wrote - yung bevn

(verse 1)
he been sippin’ on dat dirty everyday (everyday)
wanna solve a problem but he never know the way (yeah, yeah)
he ain’t never got a clue but he act like he do
always gotta fake it, he ain’t never tell the truth
makin’ music in the stew, he just tryna pull a bag
murder she wrote, gbc up in the back
wit’ a iced out watch, why he always gotta flex (why)
no one really f-ckin’ wit’ him, like he is a f-g (like a f-ggot)
he just really f-ckin’ sad, ’cause his life not really fair
he do it on his own, ’cause his dad ain’t never there
in the bus writin’ music, hopin’ that he finna blow
murder she wrote, yung bevn ain’t never fold
he just always been so angry and he couldn’t mentain (mentain)
sniffing up c0kain, till it go up in his brain (yeah, yeah)
he ain’t never been the same since this music been a thing
murder she wrote, why he smoking on dat dope (ssh)

(verse 2)
ain’t no love for a youngish like me (like me)
fake smilin’ everytime im going thru the streets (ye, ye)
smoking up my green, make a scene for a teen
shawty real clean, but she love the way i bleed
b-tch i’m tryna show u love but i swear it’s really hard
i gave you mine to fix it, not tear dat sh-t apart
i know that you love me, ’cause you know i’ll be a star
im a sad lil baby, always playin’ my guitar
drugs my only option, so you better save a pac (shh)
sparkin’ up a blunt, while she kissin’ on my neck
b-tches is a drug but she looking h-lla bad
murder she wrote, now she bleedin’ in her legs (yeah)

- yung bevn

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