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love detai - r.a.g.e. (revolve around gripping emotions) كلمات الأغنية

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[verse 1]

ay yah
the air is thin i cannot breathe
admit my sins in god i believe
the wind beneath, i think i’m dreaming
must be sleeping, need some healing
quick to judge but will never last a day in my shoes in other words, i just wear a bigger size
held my uncle’s gun with my cousin i was 12 but the sh-t was a 9
i don’t trust no b-tch that’s a choice i took when i condomised
saying the money calling but the sh-t got declined
she got babies instead of blood on her fangs
if you dont get that then my bad
micheal jackson when i tell you to beat it
my rivals are phantoms we feasted
always paranoid i’m a f-cking frantic
throwing tantrums ’cause i’m making noise always dramatic
multiplied my fans, subtracted the fakes i did the mathematic
extracted the hate, i turned into something great and turned into a hopeless romantic
food for thought
food for thots
fiend of pot
when i crushed the crops
listen to the wise when they whistle out wisdom
fools fed you with lies ’cause they light like lentils

[verse 2]

yah
enemies tryna feed off my energy
bestfriends turned to frenemies
saying you a friend of me, snitching will prolly be the end of me
chasing a girl, ain’t got the time and energy ay
’cause i keep it g and i keep it real
while you catching feels, we be signing deals
go with the flow remember one thing, what glitters ain’t realy gold ay
leme tell you a story that was never told
n-gg-s fake they hate what’s the reason? we don’t know
celebrate, lick the icing off the cake
never chase a hoe, just role with the bros
krissed krossed like cornrows
k!llshot that’s a arrow with the bow
hold on take it slow here we go
i just redifiened the undefined
my state of mind is undefined
gotta get something off my mental
i just blew your temple
brought the heat switched up the tempo
always calling me a “kid” yeah they all know i’m a young goat
don’t hang with the cut throats
they will cut yours
tumbled on something i stumbled
rappers they mumble in bundles
doubled my craft like a couple
trappers they cook in a jungle
you can get faced with the knuckles
you can get laced with the buckles
floating in sp-ce with the bubbles
trapped in my mind, i’m trapped in a cage
revolved around gripping emotions
circled my thoughts infueled with rage

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