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deuce morello – sum for sum [freestyle] lyrics

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[intro]
it’s like, i don’t care anymore. whether ya’ll judge me for tryna be a better me. none of ya’ll understand the situation i’m in, and thus you cannot judge the things i do to survive. we all have different problems, and yet we tend to dish out other peoples business…like holl up… “f-ck nah bro, you ain’t gonna tell me how to live this life of mine, hell nah.”

[prehook]
i don’t do it outta love
i don’t do it for some fun
cash stacks, more funds
no smoke, less drugs. (*2)

[hook]
i need me sum for sum
couple bands in my wallet
spend spend, no budget
out loud, no silence. (*2)

[bridge]
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang

[freestyle]
i’m already losing my mind
i give f-cks like i give time
nah nah, that’s a big lie
i script shit like a rewrite
school kids, i don’t need ya’ll, ya’ll talk shit, nigga sit tight
i talk no yap yap, i need cash and more life
it make no difference, i’m still poor on the inside
i’m dead, i know why
no bread spread but i still slide
city talk, no hood vibes
couple joints, that’s a good time
i hit face with the hood light
that’s a low blow, but i’m still fly

if i say sum, i don’t take it back, i don’t f-ck with you, you a lame mans
all facts no statement
give you the rubber, no latex
yeah yeah, i done talk lead
but i know ya’ll, you misread
no beef in my kitchen, but you know deuce be a villian

ya’ll know me, i do poetry
i speak sense now follow me
never knew i was a prodigy
till my own mother done torture me
yeah yeah, i know, i’m ice cool ice cold. ain’t got a heart of gold
brain dead, no c-ke (*2)

it makes no sense, how they all got this patience
to see you fall, no greatness
but where i’m not, that’s absence, nigga. i’m strawberry with the essence, nigga. ask shawty where that -ss is, nigga
she do squats, no backflip, nigga
she do squad, no pimping
she tryna get my riches
but i’m negative with the difference
she still blur my vision
it’s head on, like collision
money be my new religion
i’m a hawk, you a pigeon
ya’ll better the leave b-tch in (*2)

[prehook]
i don’t do it outta love
i don’t do it for some fun
cash stacks, more funds
no smoke, less drugs. (*2)
[hook]
i need me sum for sum
couple bands in my wallet
spend spend, no budget
out loud, no silence. (*2)

[bridge]
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang
sum sum for the gang



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