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in the end - ​sunk1st lyrics

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[verse 1: dylowoan]
innocence lost long ago
but my parents still don’t know
no other ways i know to cope
so i went and sold–
*soul, anything to get that bag
if i want it, get it fast
my relations never last
but that sh*t’s all in the–

[drop 1: instrumental]

[post*chorus 1: dylowoan]
you say i’m just not good enough
but who are you to say
what’s really right for me
and throw it all away in the end
i know that you’re full of yourself
and it’ll take some time
for you to realize

[verse 2: ayesha erotica, isabella lovestory, issbrokie]
*shine from the front and i f*ck from the back
*shine from the front and i f*ck from the back
*shi*shine from the front and i f*ck from the back
*shine from the front and i f*ck from the back
*shi*shine from thе front and i f*ck from the back
*shine from the front and i f*ck from thе back
*shi*shine from the front and i f*ck from the back
*shine from the front and i f*ck–
papi, ¿tú quieres que nos vean por la ventana?
i can’t f*ck with b*tches, they too complicated, unlike men
shawty all like, “okay,” then she hoppin’ right back in my benz
rappers be pretendin’, they be feenin’ like it’s fent*
papi, tú*
[drop 2: issbrokie, kmoe]
“okay”
i’m that trans chick, so i always keep it tucked, ayy
if we fightin’, i’m gon’ shoot, i don’t be runnin’ ones, ayy
don’t get in my mentions talkin’ ‘less you tryna talk ’bout funds
karmamøb the set, we climbin’ higher tryna reach the su*u*u*
you still gon’ be ass at fifty when i have a son
that boy prolly rap better than you at the age of one*one
yeah, it turns out sniffin’ on that angel dust, ayy
rappers soundin’ more like a booty than my *n*l does, ayy

[post*chorus 2: issbrokie, dylowoan]
got a round ass, that sh*t soundin’ like a coochie, ayy
(you say i’m just*)
(sunkist, done just like that)
boy, you soundin’ goofy, ayy
(*enough)
haters on my d*ck, they lookin’ like some f*ckin’ groupies, ayy
(but who are you to say)
(what’s really right for me)
(and throw it all away in the end)
check my f*ckin’ phone, oh, that’s yo’ b*tch sendin’ nudies, ayy
f*ck a grown man, that boy look like young nudy, ayy
(i know that you’re full of yourself)
that lil’ b*tch wan’ f*ck my booty like that sh*t, her doody, ayy
(and it’ll take some time)
(for you to realize)
(that you were never right in the end)
f*ck it, sin no more, let’s go make a movie, ayy
then i realize that’s yo’ b*tch, eugh, she got cooties, ayy
[outro]
i was deliberately heated by my mother in the microwave

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