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119onyx - meyran lyrics

[part i]

intro:
why these n+gga see me bela
why these
why can’t feel it in the present
i see
way too many rings beneath my eyes
come from tv
and be with me
i could understand

verse i:
n+gga keep the flame from the carpet
how could i
ever forget
ever since a babe been a target
two switches
ever protect
all of my b+tches love prozac
no love left when she get back home
ion trust n+ggas like 4 max
4 taps flat try to grab my
stones roll i won’t smoke with you
corpo the lights so romantic
tеll me that tale bout your pops once morе
make us seem so close
like you not just damaged
like i’m not just pandering
tryna find
mine
in skin less so
why your talk so spanning
draw defined
lines
in sh+t unknown
hook:
the pallid eyes
don’t match the fabrics (e+e+every)
can’t romanticize when the gun in your hand
when the gun doesn’t jam
i don’t wanna waste time no more
all alone watching boats from ashore
but i know they’ll never moor
say you want me inside of you
begging please come unto me
just want comforting
could you do that one for me
(please my love)
do that one for me
do that one for me
do that one for me

[part ii]

verse ii:
one slice like the pizza cheap
all spice in my deepest dreams
all night i won’t sleep or eat
with one mic and a tv screen
bad hoes wanna meet with me
don’t know i can’t read discreet
rain read
tryna brain feed
but these daydreams
ain’t gon see the street
i love the way you waltz
large fry and a malt
old clothes took em out the vault
but i would never wanna part
no not even for them chelsea girls
24′ that’s where my heart is
took a trip on up to stockbridge
monstrous
loch ness
how the old money pull the heart strings
cold running with no bra strings
not bold
but the thought sings
of a home decadence and dog things
i’m calling
heal the dissonance
i can’t pay for protection
dirty pistol in my britches
bigger n+gga get a rich ditch
i
n+gga yeah its really like that
gotta question if he fold like that
big decision if the mold might snap
road like jack
hit your b+tch she love to moan like cat
slow like that
hold my strap
oh like blat
she ain’t solid you could go like that
shawty crying we ain’t close like that
you ain’t finna up a pole like that
false claimer you get hoed like splat
n+gga want war
he could get war
n+gga want war
he could get more
n+gga can’t get more life that’s right
[part iii]

verse iii:
post up
don’t trust
slither too close don’t know us
n+ggas bare gifts of trojan
litter my kicks with
internet kids don’t know
internet kids don’t know
love

- 119onyx lyrics

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