Letra de Intro

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[GIRL]
10...9...8...

[Intro - PH4DE]
They sleep yeah
Sleep, yeah
Sleeping on us, yeah
Sleeping on us, yeah
Us, yeah

You know I know you
I know you know me
Baby I'm holy
Ay
I'm a God to this shit
I work hard for this shit
I'm a God to shit yeah

And now I lay me down to sleep
I pray my prayers stop haunting me
If I should die and never wake
At least I got my chance to take
You back home, where latched on
I dont even really want to disclose
That closure that, never showed in fact
I never told you that, I moved on
Yeh, so long
Baby, it's so wrong
For you to hold on, I know you can't
I know that it's over
Like you know I'm sober
These lies
I die
Lies, I die
Lies, I die
Lies, I die

[Verse 1]
Yeh, Soak in this aura
Shit feel like it’s Bora Bora
For a tour or a score I'll do anything
Work like a slave I got plenty chains
Entertain any range Ima Rover
Soul dark as coka-cola, No quota, An older aroma
Smell like I’m Big Ls soldier, Dipped in amonia
Welcome to coma
Ah
H-Town all I really fuck with, Up since
Now I budget, to bust it, you better duck quick
Knucks hit, something like they Bun Bs Trunk
To ya front lip, Dumb shit, I been on scum shit
Yeh
I ain’t really got an option
I been doin numbers like a fuckin auction
Romani Gotta, nobody gonna Off 'Em
Bitch, let that sink in, like the faucet knockin
Ay
Baby you’re dreamin
Life is nothin as it’s seaming
Just look at the seem in, this telescope
Planet been hella broke
I just swam into the deep end
I’m breathing This flow
Baby this drug you ain’t know
This shit it drug me through the snow
The drug isn’t snow...
Baby it’s somethin you smoke
Lemme light it in your throat
Ay
Beat caught, Feeling like a see saw
Woo, Can’t see y’all, screesh and I’ll be gone
Like Johnny but the good left
Swagged out lil rrom with a hood step
Lookin for a thang, with the blue braids
And a sense o' dyin- no toothpaste
I just want group rates
Swerve in the HOV lane
Oh Mane, Make her get like B, this HOV Lane
Yeh
Houston’s Jay
Win monthly, fuck it if I lose today
I can’t choose a pace for you, Too late
I would never wait for you, Get it straight
Ima make a name of you, This way
Im the trill collector bitch, dues paid

[Verse 2]
I can’t be the one to come and save you
Yehhh I just wanna make you
Open up
Open up
Open up your eyes
This is everything I gave you
Made you...