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yb nemy - hollow sunsets (bonus track) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(dark melodic drill beat)
yeah…
this that pain talk, hollow sh_t
n_ggas got smoked, now they ghosts in the mist…
huh…
saint menace on the beat, b_tch…

[verse 1]
b_tch i seen my brother die, i ain’t been right since
blew that chop, now the barrel hot, but i ain’t flinch
n_ggas out here cappin’ like they demons, they just snitch
catch his ass lackin’, do his goofy ass like mitch
talkin’ all that rah_rah, get you knocked off for a rack
tried to spin, he ain’t make it back, left his brains on his lap
we don’t argue on no ‘gram, b_tch, we pull up where you nap
i lost twelve n_ggas this year, i ain’t never gon’ cap
they say i’m cursed, i say i’m chosen
keep that .40 on me loaded
i don’t talk about no trauma
i just vent by gettin’ folded
me and bro was skippin’ class to serve the junkies by the steps
i was 9 with a .30, i was steppin’ with the reps
we don’t talk ‘bout sh_t on phones, we just send the final text
“put that n_gga in the dirt”—next thing, he outta breath
[chorus]
sunsets lookin’ hollow, we don’t cry, we just spin
pop a perc’, load the hollow, then we slide for the kin
if i ever said “i love you,” that mean ride to the end
but i done lost too many n_ggas, so i lie with a grin
sunsets lookin’ hollow, we don’t break, we just bend
if that n_gga act tough, he gettin’ fried with his friend
i done buried all my feelings, now i ride with a sin
yeah, that .40 talk loud when it’s speakin’ revenge

[verse 2]
b_tch i’m numb as f_ck, my heart iced over
seen some sh_t that’d make a grown man cry sober
every opp a trophy when you slidin’ like a soldier
turn a block into a graveyard, f_ck a closure
mama told me, “boy, you movin’ like you dead inside”
told her, “only thing that keep me sane is homicide”
fake smiles from the b_tches, i don’t even try
all this pain in my voice when i’m screamin’ in the sky
ain’t no therapy for thugs, we just dump another clip
i was broken in my soul, now i’m rich and full of grit
all them f_ck n_ggas i fed, now they talkin’ like a b_tch
when i see ’em, ain’t no passin’—i’ma hit ’em in they sh_t

[chorus]
sunsets lookin’ hollow, we don’t cry, we just spin
pop a perc’, load the hollow, then we slide for the kin
if i ever said “i love you,” that mean ride to the end
but i done lost too many n_ggas, so i lie with a grin
sunsets lookin’ hollow, we don’t break, we just bend
if that n_ggaa act tough, he gettin’ fried with his friend
i done buried all my feelings, now i ride with a sin
yeah, that .40 talk loud when it’s speakin’ revenge
[outro]
yeah… rest in p_ss to them opps
rest in peace to my real ones
sunsets still hollow
and i still got hollow tips…

- yb nemy

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