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trajet's freestyle - suavaee lyrics

gotta get some stuff up off of my chest
i gotta ask to cleanse my heart when they be talkin that mess
we not on good terms mama but i’m kinda obsessed
i gotta confess to the father, i don’t talk to the press
its like i’m working all the time w no option to rest

i pictured family bbqs w potato salad
i be working on the grill, while you talk to the guest
i made some bad decisions now you talk to me less
garlic bread w the mac n cheesy
staples b*tton w this music, i’m like that was easy
i give from the heart, not bеcause they actin needy
nothing but fruit inside this bag likе i’m packing kiwi
yeah, tools for them demons: home depot
all this daily bread, why we got beef for?
i need a jacket in the booth, they like “he cold”
stuff in store, tell them monitoring spirits “we closed”
heard he giving out them robes
that’s them free clothes
that’s the story, they gone change it when its retold
aye, & y’all be actin like y’all weeks old
what i mean by that?
y’all be actin brand new
spirt in me, it ain’t nothing that i can’t do
don’t know how much i can take like i’m andrew
i got holy oil in my eye like shampoo
like*
on to more important matters, they like what’s the matter?
aye, i’m tryna connect with the father with no data
i got bigger fish to fry, dawgie where the batter?
i need a butcher knife cause i be tryna cut the chatter
uh, life way deeper than gettin lit
somebody bring some tissue for these bars they be gettin sick
anytime i listen to y’all convos, i’m gettin ick
getting eternal life, ion care for the gettin rich
they like suavaee how you really feelin ?
i told em world gettin cold so i’m really chillin
love you to the roof, ngl got plenty ceiling
got the word for anti body like its penicillin
examination of interior
world events matching scripture, gettin eerier
they disagree but they be tellin me “i’m hearing ya”
no you don’t, no you don’t
no you don’t
gotta spread the gospel, they be spreadin gossip
i been giving y’all the sauce but it don’t go w pasta
real growth when you single & don’t gotta roster
i hate scoliosis so i gotta check my heart posture
gotta get some stuff up off of my chest
i gotta ask to cleanse my mind when they be talkin that mess
we not on good terms mama but i’m kinda obsessed
i gotta confess to the savior, i don’t talk to the press
it’s like i’m working all the time w no option to rest
all the time, all the time
all the time
all the time, all the time, all the time
all the time
my presentation, no hesitation
rap to you, don’t cap to you
all factual
i know its not lit enough for your attention span
but ion even like

- suavaee lyrics

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