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earl sweatshirt - untitled (santa ana at the observatory) lyrics

what’s your motives, ho?
i only trust these b-tches ‘bout as far as i can throw ‘em
tryna pay my mama’s rent, figured that’s just what i owe her
i been trouble since i tumbled out that stroller
strolling easy down this narrow path, beefing with your scary -ss
‘preme got my little n-ggas cheesing off the cherry
and n-gga that’s a great bunch, papa swamp is stomping with the skate f-cks
heavy-handing tracks until the day the f-cking train comes
raised up, when he ‘bout to speak the truth he ???
peep the evening news, my n-gga, we don’t do the same stuff
??? before i’m jogging ’round these bases
n-ggas’ b-tches need to change
separated from my main one
it’s just another day, another n-gga’s b-tch got face f-cked
i’ve been like this since the motorola razr
what a b-st-rd that baby was, little mad n-gga miss his dad, never praying much
right around the same time his grandmama drank a bunch
take the bus, take a n-gga’s seat like he was paying for me
i got this n-gga dash with me, he sippin’ on some make-believe
i’m only happy when it’s static in the air, ‘cause the fair weather’s fake to me
living in the scope, hairs crossed like adjacent streets
dare a n-gga to think he sweet
never b-tches, funny, boy you berries and you honey for the bears [?]
run a n-gga’s pockets like some errands, make it hasty
hope the sheriff keep away from me

- earl sweatshirt lyrics

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