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nandun ayeshan - last bet كلمات أغنية

verse 1
that night was sweet, cake cut, fake smiles
people toast to riches, but they ain’t had it in a while
mama prayin’ hands shakin’, she seein’ demons at the door
daddy lost his last bet, now he sleepin’ on the floor…

debt stack like tombstones, but the casket stay empty
pills in his bloodstream, tryna block out the envy
newsprint his name but ain’t no candle for the soul,..yeah..
house still cashin’ in, left his kids in the cold…

ain’t no f_ckin’ mercy in a room full of lies
they dealt his fate slow, now they starin’ in his wife’s eyes
told ‘em it’s a game, nah, this sh_t a f_ckin’ scam
bеt the house, bet thе soul, now he got blood on his hands

chorus
roll the dice, let it spin, bet your life, but you won’t win…
tables turn, losses burn, house always wins, no return…
roll the dice, let it spin, bet your life, but you won’t win…
fast money, fast losses, now you drownin’ in your sins…

verse 2
seen a man ride a loan ‘til it rode on his grave
bank took the crib, now his kids out beggin’ for change.yeah..
sold his f_ckin’ soul just to feel like a king
now he is a headline story they forget by the spring…..

smoke rise up from the sins of the broke
dreams got choked, now they puffin’ on hope
played god with the cards, thought he made it out clean
till the devil laid his hand game over, unseen….

man been locked for 90, ain’t no visit in sight,yeah
society moved on, he just rottin’ in life….yeah
stacked up the chips, but the table got rigged,….yeah
now he just another ghost in a cell with no bid……

verse 3

moms prayin’, cops raidin’, man f_cked up in a deep hole
bank callin’, shots fire, someone lose their life over cheap gold
gambled his f_ckin’ rent, tryna flip that sh_t like a dope deal
now the dealer laugh, ’cause the house always got the f_ckin’ steel

that life ain’t vegas, ain’t no bright_ass lights
that life is ruthless, just lost bets and fights
people sellin’ rings, sellin’ watches, sellin’ pride
p_wned his f_ckin’ wedding band, now he tryna drink cyanide
they don’t f_ckin’ get it, once you step in, you a slave
ain’t no freedom from that hunger, ain’t no mercy from that pain
thought that jackpot’d be the key to let him breathe
now he choked out by the same hope that put him on his knees

- nandun ayeshan

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