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seventhirtyatmorning - the truth كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
i’m the truth these n_ggas know (they know)
i just dropped a bag in a new bag so it can hold my tool
that sh_t beyond me (i don’t feel anything), she wanna do the most, i let her go
they wanna sign me, i need 500k, oh yes, it’s enough
i f_ck fine sh_t, i’m way out west again, like it’s my home
i been shinin’, all these diamonds drippin’ wet, it make them own (make ’em own)
i finna cook this song and hit my plug for tweties, i’m so gone (i’m so gone)
all the pieces fall in place, okay, i’m ready now that roll
i want more ‘tris in my codeine

[verse]
they tryna ruin my ideas, they can’t execute like me
i don’t even care how i feel, i can make money in my sleep
i’ma get rich just by speakin’, i got a draco’ and it’s for a defense
hit ’em with the catty, n_ggas gon’ reset
he don’t get hoes, so the n_ggas eat that
hoes with me cryin’ ’bout where the beach at
walkin’ with the drac’, be static, i need that
i got some drac’ out the country, i need that
shoot up, spot me the fine sh_t, she [?] at
b_tch did what? now i can’t repeat that
i might f_ck but now i can’t keep that
know what i got, now i’m not conceited (i’m not)
that was really what’s in there, you f_cked me up the most
i ain’t healin’ from that pain, so pray for my next hoe
she might think she lucky that, she f_ck with me, for sure (for sure)
i can sense her body, i can read it, yeah (i can read it)
she wants make it right by odd and leave it, yeah (odd and leave it)
but i can’t leave that sh_t, now y’all be heated (that sh_t be wrong)
i probably had to stab a long time ago, defeated
we ain’t stuck up on that b_tch, [?] leave sh_t, i don’t preach it
i’m in a cocaine white diesel
trx, hoes, i’mma beat ’em
peanut b_tter, glock 30 clip lethal
b_tch, i don’t have a one, so i’ll rip
i’m in seattle, where the best eater
we just chill if the booth with ’em
they can’t see ’em like john cena
both my slime like nemesita (yeah)
matter fact, i’mma tax to defeated
i don’t wanna drop with you, n_ggas weak (woah)
b_tch been jumped by a hussy
i walk through the door, don’t know how i be (yah)
that’s when you thought i’d tell him how it leads
blockin’ my [?] friends thieves
i pray for god to that lil b_tch, hope she find happiness, she weak
i crushed y’all, prayed in my yard, but now i had y’all to tell ’em, i’m asleep
i was in boston with a toxic b_tch, hope everything do a screen (okay)
i got so godd_mn high and i couldn’t hear a godd_mn thing (woah)
i woulda swiped the b_tch out all these facts if i had better teams
[chorus]
i’m the truth these n_ggas know
i just dropped a bag in a new bag so it can hold my tool (tool)
that sh_t beyond me, she wanna do the most, i let her go (go)
they wanna sign me, i need 500k, oh yes, it’s enough (wow)
i f_ck fine sh_t, i’m way out west again, like it’s my home
i been shinin’, all these diamonds drippin’ wet, it make them own (make ’em own)
i finna cook this song and hit my plug for tweties, i’m so gone (i’m so gone)
all the pieces fall in place, okay, i’m ready now that roll (that roll)
i want more ‘tris in my codeine (okay)

[outro]
i want more ‘tris in my codeine
i want more ‘tris in my codeine
they can’t execute like me

- seventhirtyatmorning

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