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lirik lagu tombstone – cae cartier

[intro]
(ivan, this one going global)
(ljs on the beat)

[verse]
look, man, don’t get this misconstrued, bruh, this sh*t is not a diss
this a message to my opps because y’all clearly ain’t on sh*t
from this point on, we ain’t got no smoke, i’m just gon’ take ya b*tch
then send her back and then she gon’ tell you how i’m ready to send a blitz
n*ggas talking ’bout a diss song
b*tch, when you die, your tombstone gettin’ p*ssed on
n*gga stole from me, don’t k!ll him, just make sure his wrist gone
she took my love for granted, should’ve never gave that b*tch stones (never)
middle fingеr with the five, but you ain’t nevеr from that six zone
he in a fish bowl, finna be sh*t face ’cause caleb want his sh*t blown (haha, fah)
you don’t like me and i don’t like you and i bet it’s known
let n*ggas so somethin’, we been at each other this long
they tryna black ball me about the industry
the same n*ggas i signed to act like they don’t f*ck with me
i’m tryna see what he wanna do and what he want with me
stop worrying ’bout what i’m gon’ do, how ’bout you come and see
i tell you now i ain’t yo’ twin, don’t never call me that
i hit her once, then send her home, i ain’t never calling back
rico told me, “cae, chill out”, it’s too late for all of that
it’s too late, i’m ridin’ with this jigga, got thirty in my lap (go)
i’m tryna bend it over, buss it, baby, f*ck me like you love me
tryna run a couple million up before this sh*t get ugly
tryna go, i let my ceiling up, they say the reaper coming
man, this sh*t feel like a jungle, tryna keep from going under
king vamp, i don’t come out in the day time
the only time we gon’ connect is through a facetime
i’m taking over, this sh*t mines and i can’t waste time
still seeing money in my sleep, i guess i’m fake blind, b*tch (b*tch)

- cae cartier

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