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Omavi Minder
Omavi Minder
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Omavi Minder
Omavi Minder
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Dkarim
Dkarim
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Duckie
Duckie
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ntvrme
ntvrme
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Letra

Aye, let the sun talk, sun talk Aye Okay, the difference between a nigga like me and a hundred million is a couple years Had to knock the lining out her ribs to let some love in there I be justifying crises lived from writing couple hymns Laws that I abide concerning family a covenant Trauma I survived done left me planted, ain't no buckling Bar got raised up high by all the xan and when my lover dipped I stay calm and guided through the qualms to reach the subtle shit But I still got anxiety, your calls'll leave me tunneled in I got over lying underlying where my heart is I got puddled pride and troubled eyes cause I'm an artist I been close to morgue underscoring where my mind was I've eloped before and other corny shit to find love I've bespoke and I've reproached the lord still tryna find bruh I done got some crazy ass results from showing kindness Let the sun talk in love with light aubade bathing me Administration meant for saving me act like they hating me Stumbled into worlds of vacancy, I stayed, to say the least Crumbled spirit furled to make-believe tiptoeing flames beneath I Stumbled into worlds of vacancy, I stayed, to say the least Crumbled spirit furled to make-believe tiptoeing flames beneath baby Let the sun, let the sun, let the- Let the sun I had to pick that up I had to shed that tear I had to give that up Eye level led me here Sky level bred, I'm fallen Blind spots, so all sights sealed Oh aight, so now I get it Might pinch me now, eyes peeled I know my plate better not drove Eyesore that old ass tag Po' me, won't let that hold me back from toking my gas Eyes swollen closing 'I know you floating', coldly mom dotes I roll two rosy eyes Other than the odor of OG smoke cloaked in lies No surprise, homie The Henny half shockingly get held down over the coke Eyes open close What the fuck was I just poking, oh no Beer goggles got my eyes posin' like they broke I know I'ma catch a sideye dashin' out the door Flash my forever doctors note, 'Too depressed, gotta go' It do the trick, that's always, though Newer glint in my eye, another sunrise Another punchclock Another bum rhymer for the lunchbox I flubbed a couple tough trials For this kumquat colored rough rider Bumped vials Nothing like the drugs I do Shorty was squeamish and intravenous I was into keeping breathing room Hide and seek games pregamed with a 'see you soon' I'm on the creep But my nigga, it's me She lick and taste the esteem Precipitation preceding I need the cake and the cream Whether via coco from fosters, avian, or tree It's the mayor I'm a big decision maker bigger difference maker Risky business hater, quit the flinching shaky Hands say that I could take the pack And take it all Same thing I'm saying, baby flinging maison drawls I ate it, she ain't shave because I paid to have it lasered off I be with anti orph needless to say we ain't the same at all Was out in Baltimore, unfinished business like the ravens, dawg Fuck ya comment dork, go drop a four and make that pain dissolve My cousin hit the wock, you missed the stain we look the same and all And I'm walking with a thang that keep a plane from taking off Gotta creep up on a stain, you in the station with the law Everything on him was fake except his chain, we took it off I ain't seen my dawg in days, we blow a quake to stay involved I done took a condom off for women, Satan wouldn't cross Niggas get to popping off cause they adjacent to the boss Mad them hanging on my name, won't get them paid, I brush 'em off
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