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$ega 死 お金 愛 (artist) – yourealreadydead كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1: $ega 死 お金 愛]
f_cking up a boy ’cause he talking all that sh_t
got your b_tch at my crib yea, she sucking on my d_ck
don’t need 4 _ 20 ’cause we smoking on your kids
hit like 1_2 l!cks, hate twelve they some pigs
like 1,3,1,4
drifting in a f_cking ford
drugs in my blood
please feed me f_cking more
ominvs on this sh_t
take the world
take a pic
exploring war and we do it for the f_ck of it
been on my peggy sh_t since before 5th grade
i don’t got a handgun gonna throw a grenade
we walking in the bank and we finna get paid
been with my gang i ain’t got sh_t to say
i don’t really give a f_ck if you blasting at my homies
don’t talk on my name ’cause girl you don’t know
you just another one in the females who want me
i’ve seen everything you don’t got sh_t to show me
finna call biinjo he mounted with a scope
sh_ts still set on your heart, better hope
’cause if we pull up and your necks in a rope
police got called on the sh_t that i wrote
throat f_cking itching off this song
they wanna bring me back, but i’m too far gone
you know i’ll never lack, got a vest with a bomb
i’m way past evil, i can’t right my wrongs
slit your f_cking wrist and i hang you with a wire
say she love me i know she is a liar
robbing motherf_ckers needing money, sh_t’s dire
walked in this b_tch and we set it on fire
[bridge, spoken: $ega 死 お金 愛]
yo bro, what the f_ck is that?
yo bro, what the f_ck is that?

[verse 2: omvins]
p_put a n_gga up for ransom
kick his [?] like he was really going phantom
[?]
i’ma turn a p_ssy into a motherf_ckin’ dancer
sucker i got kickback
you bet i flip that
your girl got flat back
your girl i hit that
dummy [?] now i’m smoking on big pack
[?]
shut up and listen
why the f_ck you testing me n_gga? you know i’m tired of the bullsh_t
you p_ssies be spitting out all the time, make a fortune
[?] for a better life, sounds adornment
a feature from you? b_tch, i’d rather die
b_tch! y_y_you ain’t touchin’ this height
you ain’t livin’ this life
you don’t know what it’s like
you don’t live with two [?]
ptsd [?] so my life ain’t really ain’t right
i been stressin’ way too much, feel like i’m running out of time
life is too short b_tch
all these ‘lil n_ggas [?] like my nickname [?]
f_ck that sh_t, you can live longer with [?]
f_ck this industry, my friends will send you to the orbit
i always hating on you ’cause i’m tryna make a fortune
you use other songs but these n_ggas act like they own me
you was praying on my downfall, glad to see you falling
b_b_tch don’t f_cking touch me i’ma rip out an organ
hit you, dead
i hit you, dead
hit you, dead
i hit you, dead
hit you, dead
i hit you, dead
hit you, dead, yeah
i hit you, dead
[verse 3: biinjo]
fix up your godd_mn song, you got b_tch flow
plow on a godd_mn woman, now your b_tch know
my name, f_ck wit’ my game, we ain’t near the same
insane, i go insane, please stay in ya’ lane
who the f_ck you think you talkin’ to?
i want none of that
take a minute just to think it through
or i’ma run it back
punchin’ hands fast
you be thinkin’ there were ten of me
shout_out kami for the last bar
no offendin’ me
f_ck wit’ the mainstream art
i ain’t ever gonna be with that sh_t, stay apart
feelin’ jaded, not a stone in the mix, hit the cart
then i pass it ’round a circle ’til we all seein’ stars
hol’ up, slow this sh_t
movin’ like a snail (slow as sh_t)
i’ma take a genre (i’ma own that sh_t)
stare into the eyes of death and i still feel calm as a b_tch
hit a swisher, not sweet, stay bitter
suicide, see another wrist, i slit her
cold as the eyes of a snake, sh_t slither
got another b_tch every week, dime a dozen
take a hit right off the blunt, big huffin’
yo hoe talk too much, b_tch, stuff it
never f_ck wit’ the sh_t below, stay above it
tuggin’ on me, think that i ain’t tied to the underground
gotta a few homies in my clique, they stay h_lla loud
sh_t, better pass this off, h_lla clean
hey changeline, hop in this scene
[verse 4: changeline]
o_o_okay now, bow ‘lil b_tch
i’ma go mad
i’ma go ape sh_t
when i need to put ’em at their place
i’m making ‘lil blips
they finding me weird
especially when i go, “boup bip”
but when i see their body done, i take a ‘lil sip (slurp)
huh
my condition be to die for
(get the pun?)
talking ’bout the queers struggling
for once more
boy you see you gon’ get beat up by that pretty ‘lil wh0re
they already dead, but they want a war
(ooaaaah what the f_ck?!)
when i get out my zone, never towards the shore
i prefer to go high to the mountain i adore
when they tryna beat my head up but it’s hard like rushmore
they be all so bigoted while listening to queercore
when they blast me up in their speakers
no b_tch i don’t need none of your liqours
they faking happiness when they cry behind stickers
of smiling faces, it’s a curse
when you reach out
huh
too much
uh_huh
all your eyes pressuring me like i’m in a f_cking church
and i hate that
ouais
i don’t text back
all of those d_mn h_rny men want my ass slapped (hop on my lap lad)
breed that ‘lil brat like a motherf_ckin’ dog
they bee feeding on every ‘lil sh_t like a blob
ouais the game i unclog
in a flash like a hawk
when i drove the track you go, “wow!”
ow, baby, ow
you a goddess, ominvs said it
you’re all talk so do it less
huh, piggy bank all you want
that’s a menace
ouais, you ain’t smart
you just brainless
change!

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