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lirik lagu salty – wordplay t. jay

[intro: wordplay t.jay]
check, check, check

[hook:]
yeah, they salty when you win huh
they salty when you lose
it hurts within your soul huh
you can feel it in the wounds
so the pressure’s building up huh
it’ll lead you to your tomb
by the time you figure that out
i have nothing left to prove

[vamp]
oh man, oh man, yeah, that’s my jam
let me clap my hands
oh man, oh man, yeah, that’s my jam
let me clap my hands
oh man, oh man, yeah, that’s my jam
let me clap my hands
oh you mad huh?
why you mad huh?

[verse 1: wordplay t. jay]
why you live a morton life
without an umbrella you just walk through the weather
getting rained on you don’t want to make it better
always keeping beef, with the salt, in the cellar
i’m a stay fly put the wind in the feathers
you can watch me but we’re on a different level
in the same race, different kick on the pedal
watch your track, because i got my medal
still this cold, don’t freeze my soul
even when i run this hard i get my goals
even if you start to act you’ll get the role
maybe it’ll hurt a bit, you’ll get to soak
i’m on my path, stay on your road
i pirouette stay on my toes
stay salty because i never fold
because if i’m watching you i let me go

[hook]

[vamp]

[bridge]
stranger sounds, stranger sounds
never let you get me down
never let you take my crown
never let you kick me round

[verse 2:]
looking back at me, turn you into a pillar
even with the salt boy you still stay bitter
tryna beat me down but you ain’t j dilla
pain k!ller, way iller, stay true, no filler
always with the mad face
these ain’t my kids step dad face
walk into the room with the bad taste
sitting on the couch throwing vlad shade
mad shade, hiding while you masquerade
think you need god hold m-ss today
the m-sses prey, staring at their phones all night
looking at the gram like you ain’t tight
couldn’t write a sentence, but i ain’t nice
my advice, gps and find your life
and find your type, and part like the red sea
ain’t glutton free, i’m going where the bread be

[hook]
[vamp]

[verse 3:]
quick to tear you down and kick you round
cause they punt their goals and never got the crown
pitch a fit and never left the mound
when you win, they swear they helped you bounce
draculas they swear they helped you count
never lost but swear they helped you found
tag alongs that love to give you pounds
love me now but never got my sound
vibrate higher, livid when i spit it, because the vibe inspired
pickle when i pick it like a five-piece choir
or a benefit plan when i just got hired, just got dire
grip like tires, swinging on through like i grip high wires
try to give me chance but i dylan dylan, spit hot fire
strong like steel but i strike like iron

[hook]
[vamp]

- wordplay t jay

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