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juxhn - special كلمات أغنية

[intro]
this that rockstar lifestyle
k!ll a motherf_cka’ who talk sh_t
k!ll this beat like that, ya know?
fire in the booth

[hook 1: juxhn]
yeah, since i was a kid i knew i was special
demons all up inside my mind, i’m wrestling with the devil
try to call me fake but i’m way too official
sending bullet after bullet, straight out the barrel
real_life outlaw, carry that gun in the satchel
yeah my life’s a bumpy road, you better saddle up
telling them to tread lightly, you do not know of us
we some rockstar bandits, gettin’ that money up

[verse 1: juxhn & yuri]
yeah, it’s a battle in my mind every day, in every way (oh yeah)
i’m a modern_day outlaw, toting on an ak (oh yeah)
45 like that choppa split they brains, i’m aways carrying (oh yeah)
feel like lebron the way i shoot em’, straight to the basket never missing (yeah)
sippin’ on that purple ocean (uh huh) hope i don’t meet an early ending (uh huh)
my life on the very edge (uh huh) and i know i’m gon’ keep on riskin’ (uh huh)
buy me brand new ap watches (uh huh) just so i could show who rich (uh huh)
ain’t gotta cap about no sh_t (uh huh) i ain’t never did (uh huh)
two pistols on my hip (yeah) feelin’ like billy the kid (really?)
my life i’ve been bob the builder (yeah) but i can not fix it (okay)
back in the day, they actin’ crazy, stupid, and they trippin’ (aye)
talkin’ all that sh_t and now they listen to my music (let it go)
[hook 2: juxhn]
yeah, since i was a kid i knew i was special
demons all up inside my mind, i’m wrestling with the devil
try to call me fake but i’m way too official
sending bullet after bullet, straight out the barrel
real_life outlaw, carry that gun in the satchel
yeah my life’s a bumpy road, you better saddle up
telling them to tread lightly, you do not know of us
we some rockstar bandits, gettin’ that money up

[verse 2: yuri]
we some rockstar bandits, get to know us little b_tch (yeah, yeah)
like to party hard, poppin’ percs, i throwup in this b_tch (yeah, yeah)
and anybody think they tough, they getting smacked like will smith (oh yeah)
the same way i slap yo’ b_tches ass when she hang at my crib (uh huh)
she makin’ me grits and eggs, yeah, she givin’ me breakfast in bed, yeah
think i need head in the bed, yeah, cummin’ all over her head, yeah
and then i might kick her out (what?) but best believe i’m running through her head (yeah)
she’s either thinking bout’ this d_ck, or think i’m bout’ to money spread (haha)

[outro]

- juxhn

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