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lirik lagu seventhirtyatmorning - the truth

[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

- lirik lagu seventhirtyatmorning

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