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komics & taehd – lost forever كلمات اغاني

they want me to lose
they don’t want me to win
they don’t want me to stack
they want me to starve
you ain’t cooling with bro
you ain’t cooling with me
you ain’t f_cking with us
we ain’t f_cking with y’all
not at all
i’m appalled
i’m on the move
like i’m driving a haul
cop online
don’t got no time
to wait on a line
i don’t be at the mall
ima get right momma
don’t stress it
i’m a poet
i’m feeling like becket
i spit what i want them to hear
i ain’t telling them secrets
i ain’t giving them leverage
they ain’t using my sh_t as a weapon
put on a show
like the young and the restless
scratching my sh_t off the checklist
i will hold on a grudge
i don’t dead sh_t
i’m the 1 ya still don’t get it
balling like we up in rivet
look on the board
i put up them digits
i put up them digits
i don’t really rap about my trauma
why would i wanna relive it?
why would i wanna relive it?
the sh_t i been through
they can not relate
i’ve been keeping it real
so hold on just wait
give me some time
i’m paving the way
i’m holding you down
so don’t play in my face
it’s not over night b_tch
it don’t take a day
if y’all need me
y’all got me on speed dial
gotta go to china ni hao
i got money
they f_ckin with me now
if i miss yo 3 get the rebound
we gotta world to see now
there was sometimes i was losing my sh_t
i was down bad
haar to lace up my kicks
n_ggas be hating
you know i can’t fold
i come from the trench
had to trap in the cold
feeling like odin
with a crow on my shoulder
i ride with a chop
stand point like a soldier
sometimes i be lost
put some wock ina soda
you know it’s some gas
by the smell of the odor
i pull up to trinidad
me and a bad b_tch dance to soca
she a nasty lil b_tch
she wanna f_ck on the sofa
back on that sh_t
young rich n_gga
dripping in loafers
it’s 3 you know i stay a hunnit
chasing the bag
you know i really want it
like chris brown ima run it
they want me to lose
they don’t want me to win
they don’t want me to stack
they want me to starve
you ain’t cooling with bro
you ain’t cooling with me
you ain’t f_cking with us
we ain’t f_cking with y’all
not at all
i’m appalled
i’m on the move
like i’m driving a haul
cop online
don’t got no time
to wait on a line
i don’t be at the mall
ima get right momma
don’t stress it
i’m a poet
i’m feeling like becket
i spit what i want them to hear
i ain’t telling them secrets
i ain’t giving them leverage
they ain’t using my sh_t as a weapon

- komics taehd

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