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letra de retreat - yung kidd c

[chorus]
the constant feelin’, keep on grindin’, make that cash, i feel it deep
my people keep on dying, i’m survivin’, it don’t feel real sweet
i tried to be real healthy, act real cordial, sometimes i retreat
but i am not gon’ lie, i start to feel sick, cause this sh-t is not me
i’m startin’ to surf my wave, they cannot drive it, this sh-t not a jeep
i bought some sh-t that’s worth a lotta cash, but not patek philippe
i cannot put my trust into that girl, because she for the streets
but who am i to judge, i can’t discriminate on who i meet

[verse #1]
who am i to judge, i can’t discriminate on who i meet
pink sh-t, mix it with that yellow, chillin’ on the reef
brody only put that goat on cause he don’t brush his t–th
wake up and i get my roll on, just like i’m scc
wake up and i put my song on, phone on dnd
everyone tapping in now, bеcause they seein’ me
thought i told you, “only 1 kidd c,” thеre ain’t no bein’ me
all you n-ggas looking broke now, ain’t got no ppp
i’m bigger than my life itself, i control my path boy
y’all n-ggas on lower levels, y’all playin’ with bath toys
irritation, keep on scratching, actin’ like a rash boy
on the metaverse explorin’, boy that ain’t no cash toy
[chorus]
the constant feelin’, keep on grindin’, make that cash, i feel it deep
my people keep on dying, i’m survivin’, it don’t feel real sweet
i tried to be real healthy, act real cordial, sometimes i retreat
but i am not gon’ lie, i start to feel sick, cause this sh-t is not me
i’m startin’ to surf my wave, they cannot drive it, this sh-t not a jeep
i bought some sh-t that’s worth a lotta cash, but not patek philippe
i cannot put my trust into that girl, because she for the streets
but who am i to judge, i can’t discriminate on who i meet

[verse #2]
oh, she bad ain’t she?
she gon’ milk you, she gon’ take all a yo’ cash ain’t she
man that sh-t ain’t true, they stereotype all women
don’t get me wrong, cause some of them is gold diggers
n-gga, i want nine figures, i wanna be rich
express myself in different ways, they gon’ call me a b-tch
they gon’ hate me all the time, because i have a gift
my grandma told me, “keep on shinin’, keep a stitch lip”
i’m just stackin’ cheese and rhymin’, i like to keep it simple
she a cute girl, melanin, she got dimples
feelin’ good around her, i don’t feel like a gremlin
it’s a great one, have my future, have my children

- yung kidd c

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