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letra de ghosts - yung crid

waiting for the season to begin
no vegan but i hate beefing
they reachin’, but for pretend
me and my cl!ck only reach when we in defense
yeah, so watch your attitude
ay, we gettin’ crazy with the altitude
yeah, we lookin’ down at you
ugh, ooh so whatchu bout to do
nodda lotta when i pull up with a shotta
my whole squad make you holla for less than a f-cking dollar
i ain’t about to play father to any of you sons and daughters
cause i’m birthing em at rates faster than the falling of towers
no ibiza, just get your visa
then eat some pizza with mona lisa
and rest in peace cause i rip these beats cuz
y’all don’t know what to do just to defeat us
i could hand you the world and it still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
i could hand you the world and it still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough

i’ve seen good kids flip up switch up
just to get the bigger picture
but then the pic sucks
wishing that they hadn’t
should’ve stayed home and played madden
you wish you could
it’s too late, now you’re maddened
world flipped upside down now you’re saddened that it happened but not the way you imagined
but not the way you imagined
playing it out in your mind like a dvd
tired of not seeing myself upon the tv screen
acting out a role only seen from within me
tryna stay within my means whatever that means
whenever i meme, i make it a point to relax
i ain’t got sh-t written right here so relax
but guess what? i’m coming back
back for that ass
and when i do write this it’s gon’ be fire as grass
(smoking blunts)
i could hand you the world and it still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
i could hand you the world and it still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough
still wouldn’t be enough

i could hand you the world
you’d still ask for the sky, stars and everything
late nights you wanna cry
white churches, wedding rings
i’m sorry i’m not him
i know that this is difficult to move along from your past
especially when it was a blast
with n-ggas that treated you wrong
they played you along
i still wanna be alive after this song

what am i doing
losing my mind
what am i doing
like all of the time
where am i moving
where do i move in
what am i losing
do i cut the loose ends
didn’t really want to let it go
she had given me the evidence to know
that i could never let it get to this
the stories from the ghosts within ya head you can’t resist

- yung crid

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