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Yung Beef

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Ah, a shout-out for all the inert beings of this universe
Ah, free my nigga Fale, biatch, ah
Yung Beef, Steve Lean, ah
Check it

She put the scissors on my neck
Crazy, I don't even have three euros, don't see this one?
You take a Chester
God is watching me as if I had the Plague

Bro, that last thing was so bad (that's shit, he)
What do we do now? We kill ourselves?
I shit on my dead
For once you¡ve done it to me, I remember and it burns me inside (ay)

Things that happened, there ir no turning back
That's why I'm making trap
Smokin' at the park with the 9 behind
What the hell are you talking about trap? If you live with the mother

Cryin' on the inside, washing dishes
In the hood there are no friends, just trash
Another tear on my mom and for my mom I kill him
Assholes and bosses, all eating from the same plate, ah

Fuck the eviction notices (fuck that)
Come to my neighborhood and they do you the Romario one
Rosario's virgin, a sanctuary, my ratches give you bad luck
They tell me: "for being a rat you've got good vocabulary"

Ask anybody that we come from zero
That we're not like those liars
I am an angel in hell without you
And with you a demon in Heaven

They die from envy, kill you from flush (from flush)
Bitch, I want you to be the one who turns off the light
I'm burning in that blue fire
All these ratchets on me, I can't feel my soul, ah

All those yolis in me, I no longer feel my soul, no, ah
All these ratchets on me, I can't feel my soul, ah
Ah, no, I don't feel my soul, ah
Six trillion ratchets on my dick, ah (ratchets), ah
I can't feel my soul because of them

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