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Lamborghini In The Rain Pain

 

Lamborghini In The Rain Pain

(álbum: Lamborghini In The Rain Pain - 2023)


I can hear my phone ringing
Disturbing the beauty of silence
Something bad must've happened
It's too late for somebody to just say, "Hi"
I let it ring one more time, and
Something's in my head telling me, "Don't decline it" (Better not)
I answer the phone and hear her crying
She telling me you just–
I spin the block a hundred times
Searching for somebody, I'm down tonight to get violent
One hand on my wheel and another hand on my knife
I tell myself, "No tears are coming down from my eyes" (Uh)
Keep it gangster, I never seen a gangster cry
Destructive thoughts, thinking 'bout ending somebody's life
Burn this fucking city down, they all shall feel my pain
Don't care if I rot in hell, this shit already feels like hell

Yeah, unless you've been where I've been, you can't talk like I talk
Sit behind five percent and I'm looking for war
Unless you've been where I've been, you can't talk like I talk
Sit behind five percent and I'm looking for war
I saw the fakes crack a smile when the rain came
Heard them giggle when they read his name
So at least I'll let 'em know we don't grieve the same
This is driving Lamborghini in the rain pain

Yeah, sitting pretty in a Range
Yo, this life is not a game
I made 'em stand in lane to be gang
I made them pretty bitches go insane
I turned my wrist same color rainbow
Yeah, everything was made in pain
I got my foot on the gas and two O's on the dash
And, my God, he put two of my bros in the past
Got a prominent status wherever I am
I got prominent scars, I can't get rid of them
Killing the beat, give me a sec'
I'll wake it up, kill it again
Killing the beat, give me a sec'
I'll wake it up, ki-kill it again

Yeah, unless you've been where I've been, you can't talk like I talk
Sit behind five percent and I'm looking for war
Unless you've been where I've been, you can't talk like I talk
Sit behind five percent and I'm looking for war
I saw the fakes crack a smile when the rain came
Heard them giggle when they read his name
So at least I'll let 'em know we don't grieve the same
This is driving Lamborghini in the rain pain

(I saw the fakes crack a smile when the rain came)
(Heard them giggle when they read his name)
(So at least I'll let 'em know we don't grieve the same)

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