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bylwansta - how to not die كلمات الأغنية

[verses: lwansta]

i took a drive at night, no f-cking learners or a license
my mom gave me the keys because i haven’t told a lie since
the day i said that i don’t give a f-ck about my exes
but no one gives a f-ck who your ex is, it’s who your next is, unless you’re drake
and if you’re not then man you’re f-cking fake
cause all it takes for you to be great, is have an honest face
and if you take advice from a plastic n-gga who doesn’t have it n-gga
you probably gon’ end up with that habit n-gga

i’m very distracted, i’m very distracted
pardon my lack of commitment for giving a f-ck, but i’m young and i’m a born free
during my come-up n-ggas ignored me
now every f-cker wanting a feature cannot afford me
believe me n-ggas, this rap sh-t, it isn’t easy n-ggas
when the b-ss drops, i’m topping all of you cheesy n-ggas
had it f-cking easy? i hope you fall on your f-cking -ss and motherf-cking crash and never pick up a f-cking pad

i’m bitter, i hate rappers getting what i want
whoever picks these rappers is never picking the right one
and i’m just f-cking tired of n-ggas who should retire right after they drop their first f-cking single cause i’m the right one
but anyway i won’t hate, cause hate’s g-y, it’s f-cking ignorant like that n-gga that hates g-ys
if i can figure out how these n-ggas just make way for n-ggas who they say are sicker than 8 aids i’m in
with only one a i got in, now i’m a first year student trying hard not to sin
i took my sh-t up from a town very easy to get around
now i’m in a city where it’s so easy to get a round
and n-ggas don’t make a sound, stay plotting under the ground
the only time they hold you down is when making sure that you drown
but they’ll never get their hands on a n-gga, they try’na throw me in the fire but they’ll never take the fans from a n-gga

you ever been to kokstad? you prolly haven’t
so shut the f-ck up, cause you don’t know how hard i had
tryna kick the habit, of rapping while i was trying to study
and having all these whack gigs and never making no money, d-mn!
i’m just a kid, who’s mother always supported
never heard a single rap cause knew she’d be disappointed
i was present right at church but my rapping not anointed
so this talent was a blessing but cursing just makes it pointless

took a drive at night, no f-cking learners or a license
my mom gave me the keys no, i took the keys, with her permission though
forgetting the fact that i never listen though
she told me “no” to girls, but she caught me, but weren’t kissing though
at least i like girls and i’m not g-y, but i’m bumping beyonce
sometimes i shed a tear but i’m not g-y
man i just can’t control my emotions and f-cking emotional coaster
when i’m angry i’m p-ssed, when happy i’m like a kid

sometimes i just can’t resist
and shove a d-ck inside of the f-cking b-tch of life that i’m just trying to live
and i’m just so depressed in this f-cking res
and all this stress and just need to rest but i don’t, i’m tryna beat the rest
but being the best is not what i’m looking for
man i just wanna make living doing all of the sh-t that they booked me for
motherf-ck what they looking for, motherf-ck what they took me….

- bylwansta

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