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letra de cracks (feat. doc & chilly boi) - z.settle

verse 1 (z.settle):

take all the weight off my neck
back when i didn’t get checks
back when i sat in the back of the cl-ss
head down on the desk
lord knows ima threat
like god when i step
junior high, only white kid that could touch the net
i’m used cracked pavement
and kids with knives at school
i almost got expelled for rapping
what am i to do
ill keep doing me, while you keep on doing
y o u
im trying to
be the one the greats can p-ss the t-tle to
i remember enemies
suicidal tendencies
i remember doing drugs that filled me with the energy
way before the hennessy
finding my ident-ty
i remember smoking weed that’s laced with methamphetamine
and then i started doing sets
i was flowing like the sea
had to put the game to rest
people saying rip
i was getting all the bread
getting whatever i please
they put the paper on my desk
i ain’t take an sat

chorus (z.settle):
yeah i’ve been feeling low
tryna spread these racks out on the floor
i could take you back, to the cracks in the road
i could take you back, if you really wanna go
i could take you back, to the cracks in the road
i could take you back, to the bank where i roll
i could take you back, to the crack in the stove
i could take you back, run it back, let it go
i could take you

bridge (z.settle):
back, back, i could take you back
doc got girls all around him

verse 2 (doc):
yeah, yeah, roger that, what you think
where you at
yeah i got a hundred racks
spitting facts like an almanac
never messed with none that crack
never broke my momma’s back
i could take you back to
all the planned attacks
suicidal thoughts creeping up and down my f-cking back
never wanted none of that
y’all cheesy like some easy mac
pen bleeding, hemophiliac
in and out of school for picking all these fights
i remember back home dad beat my -ss at night
i remember knives cutting closer than a switchblade but
its alright, its alright

bridge (z.settle):
sh-t f-cked me up for life but it’s alright

verse 3: (chilly boi)

i remember little bitty me
spent a buck fifty when i went to the store
now i got hoes want brand new clothes
sh-t that they see while looking in the vogue
im like woah, sh-t
i ain’t got the cash
let me check my savings
h-lla long night
and i woke up faded
thinking back then this sh-t is hazing hold up
how did i end up like this
wanted to switch up from taking the family pictures to smoking the swishers told myself id do what i want i ain’t living the past life no more
d-mn my future’s so gold
pockets thick like a chode
ain’t no way ima stop ’till i miss out that rolls
oh, oh
okay im back on my bullsh-t
blacked off my -ss lookin’ foolish
i need to make a to do list
one, make sure the damage is done
two, make sure you’re having some fun
three, make sure to have a good day
i ain’t got sh-t else to say, uh

- z settle

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