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letra de tell me✨ - zyeflexx

“flexxin”
[verse one]
i been ballin everyday,i got brothers in the grass tryna get paid,i been workin up a bag in my gucci shades,and every single week it’s a replay,so tell me why ya hate,i got uncles and some cousins who sleep in the grave,i remember when i did not have food on my plate,i remember when these hoes was throwin shade
[verse two]
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas only soda bro,how you gonna talk when you do not know,and i will get my brothers to drop down with the pole,my n-ggas they yellin slime they gone wipe yo nose,i’m steady facing enemies im facing foes,and my momma told me tell how ever it goes(oh)and i came from the trenches i slept in the cold(oh),and my uncle won’t trippin when he told me to fold,if i didn’t then them shots would be in my skull,my cousin gutta got hit left his body froze,chills ran thru my spine and my head and toes,that’s why when you see me i be acting bold
[verse three]
so tell me about your heart,i remember all them days it was daytime in the dark,my brother smoking weed yea he had to f-cking spark,my uncle catching cases yea that n-gga had a charge,i know a couple brothas who told me i’ll make it far,now i got to do it cause they got k!lled in the car,and now i gotta do it i just gotta spit these bars,and every where i go gotta always leave a mark,my diamonds that shining they drippy like some stars,remember the day we finnese that n-gga at the park,remember the day jaheim told me not to drop my gaurd,and never ever give up cause i got to stay on par
[verse four]
so tell me what you need,i know n-ggas in the cut they turning to fiends,jolly rancher pack when they making up the lean,spinning thru this n-gga block like a movie scene,rip to kobe he a walking green bean,i been making all this noise do you hear me,now please tell me if you made the right decision,we came from the trenches and we was water whippin,we just hit that n-gga he swimming with the fishes,we looking for the loot the l!ck is what we hitting,truly when im on the beat you know i be spitting,and it never would have ended if i put the tip in,chillin in the house with jah,we watching the simpson,and my momma on the side she washing the dishes,and we stop picking up change when the bag is flipping,and we stop acting the same when these n-gga switchin,so tell me(tell me,tell me)(woah oh oh)yea we gotta go(oh oh gotta choppa with a scope)

- zyeflexx

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