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Massacre

 

Massacre

(álbum: It Will Soon Make Sense - 2020)


Flame these niggas up, SVRITE

Had to move it, had to step it up, had to change it from the regular
I remember I was down bad, so I had to change the way I rack it up
I remember I was down bad, if a nigga touch me it's a massacre
Now I'm really boutta fuck the bag up, and I ain't moving like a amateur
I had to get on the road to see where I go (to see where I go)
I had to grind for my goals, I'm not gonna fold (I'm not gonna fold)
That money come by the load, I'm getting control (I'm getting control)
If I say you gotta go, then you gotta go (you gotta go), yeah

Ever since a younging I knew I was different
I came up from nothing, I know my position
Always kept it quiet, never catch you slipping
Boutta start a riot if a nigga tripping
Feeling like the Flash in the fucking building
Nigga getting high, elevate my feelings
Darkest in the night, feeling like a villain
Enemy in sight, nigga get to killing
Hurt, I'm putting in, putting in work
I go hard with these motherfucking verse (verse)
[?], don't get hurt (hurt)
Gotta finish this shit, I'm in first (work)
I done made it through all of that hurt
Can't believe I went through the worst (worst)
I felt like I was living a curse (yeah)
Up to the ceiling, now straight to the top
When I blow up I'ma put on my block
I stunt for the 'gram just to show them I'm hot
I feel like the man, and that's something you not
You niggas came from the dirt like a rock
My energy different, they know that I pop
I'm finna bomb the whole world like a shock
If they wasn't riding for me, they can rot
I'm finna stack up the bread, make it add it up
Told her I wanted some head, now she mad as fuck
Niggas get money and start being wack as fuck
I talk my shit because I know I can back it up
Man I came out of the cut, had to finish it
I'm finna get on the stage like a rockstar
Family proud because they know that I did this shit
I was thinking about the days when it got hard (woah)
When it got hard (yeah)
Got hard (yeah)
When it got hard (woah)

Had to move it, had to step it up (wow), had to change it from the regular (yeah)
I remember I was down bad, so I had to change the way I rack it up
I remember I was down bad, if a nigga touch me it's a massacre
Now I'm really boutta fuck the bag up, and I ain't moving like a amateur (wow)
I had to get on the road to see where I go (to see where I go)
I had to grind for my goals, I'm not gonna fold (I'm not gonna fold)
That money come by the load, I'm getting control (I'm getting control)
If I say you gotta go, then you gotta go (you gotta go), yeah

feito

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