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Sadfriendd - METAMORPHOSIS 3 - Sped Up lyrics

Artist: Sadfriendd

album: METAMORPHOSIS 3 (Sped Up)


I'm a pimp, hoes fallin' for the pimpin' rap game
Slowly hit the tempo, just enough to keep your bitch entertained
Make it rain, hope a nigga dick, bitches suckin' dick
Make it quick off my dick, yeah, I took the fortune
Bankroll other hoes, just a victim that I chose
Memphis fuckin' killas swole, I be bonin' other hoe
Niggas wanna learn the game, but keep talkin' shit
I just want the treasure mane, I'm feelin' they ain't it
Сломанный ублюдок, я родился в рефлексии
If you wanna be a bitch, then I never wanna see ya
Я поставил ей диагноз — необходимость в терапии
All 'em people need us, 'cause they know I'm a playa
Отражение во снах твоих, я сонный паралич
Моё касание летально, в сердце холод, будто lich
Я порезался о стёкла, почему не вижу лиц?
В себе новое отличие я раздвоил, будто глитч
Как к тебе я отношусь — в твоём обличии очнусь
Снова мой метаморфоз, меня мучает невроз
Поток угроз, в страхе ловишь передоз
Экран не показывает пульс
Скоро будет рост, скорость замедляет дождь
Себя ощущаю lost, I can be a ghost
Сука, I am never close, yeah, I can do the most girl
Meta-Metamorphosis
Never stoppin' for a second
Gonna die like a red rose, black rose, fuck hoes?
N-n-never overdose, I'm a wild rose, white rose
Feelin' comatose, I wanna cut throats — Death row
Мир заточенный во лжи, снова сбил себе режим
Тебе хочется уйти, сука, просто не дыши
Расскажи, кем дорожишь, сука, тише, тише
Тише, тише, тише (wha', wha', wha')
Like damn
Shawty said she loves me, she deletes ain't worth my time
You can throw away them minutes lil baby ain't wastin' mine
If you thinkin' that you widdit like shawty then get in line
'Cause I don't got time for the bitches
I'm makin' money makin' bread lil, bitch, I run to the riches
And I do not got time for friends because they movin' suspicious
I heard they always fuckin' talkin' tell 'em play they position
And if you run up on me lonely, you go need a physician wait
I don't really wanna talk, tell 'em watch where they speak
Better watch where you're steppin' if you walkin' into me
Better play your position if you cannot keep up to speed
And I feel like I'm bigger, you just a part of the machine
Three hundred fifty on the dash when I pull up in the whip
And I'm huntin' for a bag when I pull up with the clip
Motherfuckers always talkin', but they never sayin' shit
Heard they lookin' for a problem, motherfucker, don't trip
Don't trip, don't fall, I don't really wanna blame you
Heard they said that I was changin', but that's really what the fame do
Life changed, why the fuck what I still be the same, don't?
Motherfuckers always talkin', but I'm chillin' with the same mood, way, way
With the same mood, hey
With the same mood, yeah, way
With the same mood
I'm a pimp, hoes fallin' for the pimpin' rap game
Slowly hit the tempo, just enough to keep your bitch entertained
Make it rain, hope a nigga dick, bitches suckin' dick
Make it quick off my dick, yeah, I took the fortune
Bankroll other hoes, just a victim that I chose
Memphis fuckin' killas swole, I be bonin' other hoe
Niggas wanna learn the game, but keep talkin' shit
I just want the treasure mane, I'm feelin' they ain't it

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