CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : ‎track B

Few define my limits and lines
Worth the time, it's the best for rhymes
Life with lies, posses the lines
Test the time, it mess my mind
Left mesmerized and rest aside
Written on the dotted line
I jot it down
Streets whisper, didn't hear, didn't make a sound
Think about we on the brink, no debate about
Days is out [?] bro I make it out
Play to win, they say you grin 'til you paying out
I need to make it tomorrow, how much you makin' now?
See you weep 'til it woes
Peaks and lows, yeah, they spеak to me both
Don't speak, I just wrote
To thе words with a flow

I could cop it if you got me off of PayPal
Getting money, I don't really get the [?]
that's my brother 'cause we grew up in the same house
Speak to living, while you dying get your name out
That's my feelings, why I gotta rip the page out
See the city, bro, I'll probably take the J route
sh*tty how they do me, but it changed now
You was saying and then spinning to a fake crowd
Couldn't wait for a dinner, bring the plate down
Gold plate, why I think I got a great smile
Cold days, I be throwing with the strange clouds
Younger age and the power with the playground
Know the tape crying