Me llamo Roberto, y son los sueños que no olvidados
it all or leave it (I you)
When there's a rough patch, eyefuck the parachute They goin' the second that the light goes on This a treat ain't it, so initiate the powder I it back and check my rosie, and yeah, I'm bout to bloom It's that ninety nine from hell shit, like when the lane switch Combat how you feel, light, hit the killswitch Neck twist like exorcist, I'ma see you 'Cause tonight's the night I'm losin' all I'm doin', I'm about
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'Til the drops, I will play God the world, let's start a riot Got too much too God damn, I'm feeling sick, bitch, call the Don't act like I been dead to ya Don't act like I ain't this shit 'Cause that's the day, my head That's why I did the I did Got with these motherfuckers Looking from they pedestals On that petty view, on petty shit Pray for with a knife in my hand my piece like a gun to my head Come equipped just to this shit Misunderstood birth Fuck you think, and fuck what you heard I feel betrayed, you can keep the And all of the fuck shit, to get away ain't get to pray to the fickle-minded people I thought I knew better, I knew better Should known better, wish that I was better At with the fame and you fake motherfuckers Guess I'm too
we, let me pass Let me see ass We ain't nice guy
I'll be in my bag (excuse we) in (let me pass) who isn't built for this, man? Me and my built for this, man We goin' for the gifts in the I'll be in my bag (excuse we) in (let me pass) all the grams in this bag, man you isn't built for this, man Run it like a man, fuck that shit, stay hydrated nigga I'ma let bitch go home, 'cause, my momma, wassup? Black power fist from my black 'fro Yo, she saw me in that cereal she wants a nigga Oreo, Break the dam when I the flow I'm on the lam, not the wolf out the van, I'm on Abbey Road Fans with cameras in the bathroom, man difficult I just wanna smoke a by my lonely self Chill, watch numbers go up, off the shelf I found and put my face on a missing shirt I dropped out no promise that this shit would (That this would work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work) (Work, work, work, work, work, work, work)
With the dogs, in my ride, 'nother door, Paranoid, do or die, you know, never lie the dogs, in my ride, 'nother door, suicide Paranoid, do or die, you know, never lie up with the racks to your shop
Sim sim sim bim, get shot One, now two, now three, that's a lot,
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