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letra de itainteasy* - zqnnex

[zqnnex]
it ain’t easy, but i’m rollin’ with the troops
we want the cash, we up the strap, we tell a n-gga “run the loot”
i’m rollin’ dope and makin’ dough, we smokin’ green up in the booth
lil’ shorty wanna spent time, but i’m always on the move
like f-ck this
i’ma pop the perkies ‘till a n-gga can’t function
roll up on a n-gga and you know we boutta buss sh-t
therapeutic music, got the 808s drummin’
aye

b-tch i’m on my demon sh-t, underworld, no hades
pull up with lil’ shorty in an all black mercedes
n-ggas h-lla good at throwin’ shade, call em brady
that b-tch is a baddie, lil’ shorty named sadie
t-t-take another hit, b-tch i’m red in the eyes
run up on the gang, like lil’ b-tch you gon’ die
do a drift, stickshift, spin yo block with a 9
.45 go fye, big stick by my side
like pull up in the coupe, with yo mo’f-ckin’ boo
i’ma pull up with a choppa like lil’ n-gga what it do
yo b-tch she on go, giving top in the booth
yo clique is a b-tch, shootin’ sh-t on the move
got big guns
i’ma have to off a p-ssy n-gga
got the racks on me, they get bigger and bigger
shorty on me ‘cuz she know i’m a winner
money moves, steak on my plate when it’s dinner
it ain’t easy, but i’m rollin’ with the troops
we want the cash, we up the strap, we tell a n-gga “run the loot”
i’m rollin’ dope and makin’ dough, we smokin’ green up in the booth
lil’ shorty wanna spent time, but i’m always on the move
like f-ck this
i’ma pop the perkies ‘till a n-gga can’t function
roll up on a n-gga and you know we boutta buss sh-t
therapeutic music, got the 808s drummin’
aye

[brax]
hold a semi-automatic
i’ma blow away my face
inside my mind
i write a tragedy with satan
my brain’s a bomb
in which tragedy is datin’
my field of eye
it was never with that patience
i feel lost, no relating
i’m a picture with no painting
the abyss feels like the f-ckin’ matrix
this sh-t never f-ckin’ ends
until my body’s hangin’
and the blood spills out like some drainage
maybe god arranged it
so let me die slow
just let me let go
just let me
just let me die slow
just let me let go
just let me die slow
just let me
[xaisfuneral]
buy my b-tch designer, we ain’t steppin’ in no reebok
wesson make him dance like a mothaf-ckin’ tiktok
cartier glasses, see the choppa drum like beatbox
choppa clean the scene like a mothaf-ckin’ detox
got me and kinfolk double up
no point in askin’ where yo sl-t
she was all up in my bed
she gave a n-gga double hands
the green, it weigh a hunnid grams
she said she want a house and family
i just want to nut again
i don’t wanna be yo mans

[outro, xaisfuneral]
i ain’t k!lling myself
b-tch i’d rather k!ll the competition
came along way from cutting myself
k!lling with precision
meaning that i stand tall
without n0body to call
them late nights with the blades are over
i shine bright

- zqnnex

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