Correction Paroles Drugs in Her Gut par Chetta

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You ain't gotta pray for me
You ain't gotta wait on me no more
I've been up patiently
Filling these vacancies
Let it go
Ain't nothing safe with me
Living so painfully I know
You ain't get a chance to see
Let me get my chance to speak, talk slow
Feel it in my heart, I know
Chest on tight from the pounds of the smoke
Tryna speak up, every time I choke
Tryna reach out, but I reap what I sow
Open up for me keep closed like doors
Little bit of love and I still won't show
Wanna be me, but my life on low
No I can't stop now, b*t*h I'm still on go
Still on go
Still on go
Homie you ain't kin, you is not my woe
Drop top heart, let me fuel my soul
Tryna keep up, but my feel on hold
Moon walk baby, got my feet on cold
Speak up now or you be untold
Mind on shine and my heart on gold
Give you something you can find
And you still dont know…
No?
I'm sorry
Loving on me like speeding in a rari
Forty on my seat, I don't need nobody
Give me something that I need
I'm good I got it
Somewhere in the hills, he good like gotti
Dying just to feel, let me feel my problems
Baby keep it real, if it's real I ain't doubting
Let me keep it one thousand, I dont need nobody

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