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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Maritez Blessitt
Maritez Blessitt
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Letra

I be prayin' the rain stop, but it never do I just wanna numb the pain all the shit I been
through I lost four brothers and they still ain't freed too Sometimes I feel cursed, I don't know what to do
I been in and out of prison, wasted years from my kids
So this time around, pray to God I do it big Long live Miko, Dez, Tony, O, and Moo
Rest in peace, pooka, Ricca, Lil, Tony too Everybody that I lost, I really need them back
Conversation with the Lord, he ain't sayin' nothin' back
Ever told a girl you love her, she ain't even say it back
I apologize to self for the ways that I act Don't be thinkin' bout forever, girl, you with
me for the moment I just fuck em, then I dip
Can't a bitch say we cuddle, none of them quarantine myself
I been livin' in a bubble, keep them squares over there
I don't need them in my circle, my jeans ain't amiri
So you know I came purple, been a minute since I sipped
So you know I came turtle, ain't no tellin' who a fold
So I do my Dirt dolo , Caught cases stood trial, lookin' back, I was solo
I got a couple questions, I just hope I get the answer
Like when I got locked, was y'all laughin' like you finished
When your mans got dropped, was you cryin' cause I missed it
Would've laughed in your face cause my lil' brother did it
Chalk a **** broad day, yeah my lil' **** with it
We ain't smokin' on our dead, opp that **** named Reggie
Done fuckin' with that bitch, she just pulled out a swisher
She not my type of girl, swear to God I won't miss her
Came fresh like Montana, now they plottin', tryna get me
But they really scared to try it cause they know I keep it with me
Every where I go, they starin', I'm knowin' it's the feds
Really got my agent fooled, bitch, I'm ten steps ahead
On supervised release, still takin' all these meds
Popped a Perk and a Xan , it was fuckin' with my head
Popped a Merc and his mans, I'm the reason that they dead
Paperwork, I got it, I was good in the feds
Them federal files, so you know my shit public
We ain't lettin' shit slide, catch them droppin' out in public
I don't cry about no losses, I take it on the chin
Money come and go, I'ma make it back again
Free red, nellz an Los, and Vino out that pen
Interrogate who? They won't offer me a pen
Last time I got locked, I'm like, here we go again
This them federal files, and all my shit public
We ain't lettin' shit slide, catch them droppin' out in public
Known to quarantine myself, I been livin' in a bubble
Keep them squares over there, I don't need them in my circle
My jeans ain't amiri, so you know I came purple
Been in minutes since I sipped, so you know I came turtle
Ain't no tellin' who a fold, so I do my dirt dolo
Caught cases stood trial, lookin' back, I was solo
Caught cases stood trial, lookin' back, I was solo
This them federal files, this them federal files
This them federal files, Caught cases stood trial, lookin' back, I was solo
Do my dirt on my own
I be doin' shit by myself, I can't trust ****, real talk
You ain't never lied, man
You been a stand-up **** since I known your ass, bro
Doin' time, comin' back, you know what I'm sayin'
**** is foldin' all type of shit, man
Written by: Maritez Blessitt
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