Letra da Música Filthy (Feat. D-Block Europe) de Styles P
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Just live your life, you know? (Just live your life, you know?)
Dim the lights, please (Please)
I'd rather cut 'em all the way off
Gotta have a worker in you but be all the way boss (Word)
I tried to win but I all the way lost
I was all the way lost, had to find my way back
So I'm cookin' up now, now I'm all in the sauce
And I'm all in my thoughts like I'm greater than a Jedi (I'm great)
Meanin' I'm all of the Force (Yeah)
Half Vader, half Luke when I sit in the coupe
You woulda knew if you been in the loop (You woulda knew)
I'm on the hunt for who's hidden the truth
And who's hidden the fruit
Fuckin' with me is like bendin' a tooth, hah
You could you could bet it snap (You could bet)
Lose somethin', you bet it back, niggas layin', the metal clap
In a tight spot? You better scrap
You got bars, you better rap
Never told you a better fact (Never)
May the Bimmer be wet, may the Benz be wet
May you friends show love and enemies be checked (Just like that)
And may you keep it like that to the day of your death, hey
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
Blood, sweat, and tears when I highed up
Money could buy love, that's a lie, it can't even buy luck (Ah)
Get murked over nine bucks 'cause he need a dime
Never took the time to put in the hard work (Sucker)
Are you the dick that got jerked for not puttin' God first?
All I know is hustle and hard work (All I know)
Sinnin' but I'm grinnin' 'cause I'm winnin'
Slept on the floor, it feel good to buy linen (It feel good)
It feel good to buy silk, I don't think about guilt
If you ever been hungry, it feel good to buy milk
I'm hopin' that it's almond, hopin' that it's oat (Oat)
'Cause the man tryna kill us when we simply tryna smoke
Make a lot of money, yeah, we simply tryna grow (Just tryna grow) , damn
But maybe simple ain't good enough (It ain't)
Execute a plan where the hood is up (Let's execute)
Where everybody's grand, yeah, we stoodin' up
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
Dim the lights, please (Please)
I'd rather cut 'em all the way off
Gotta have a worker in you but be all the way boss (Word)
I tried to win but I all the way lost
I was all the way lost, had to find my way back
So I'm cookin' up now, now I'm all in the sauce
And I'm all in my thoughts like I'm greater than a Jedi (I'm great)
Meanin' I'm all of the Force (Yeah)
Half Vader, half Luke when I sit in the coupe
You woulda knew if you been in the loop (You woulda knew)
I'm on the hunt for who's hidden the truth
And who's hidden the fruit
Fuckin' with me is like bendin' a tooth, hah
You could you could bet it snap (You could bet)
Lose somethin', you bet it back, niggas layin', the metal clap
In a tight spot? You better scrap
You got bars, you better rap
Never told you a better fact (Never)
May the Bimmer be wet, may the Benz be wet
May you friends show love and enemies be checked (Just like that)
And may you keep it like that to the day of your death, hey
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
Blood, sweat, and tears when I highed up
Money could buy love, that's a lie, it can't even buy luck (Ah)
Get murked over nine bucks 'cause he need a dime
Never took the time to put in the hard work (Sucker)
Are you the dick that got jerked for not puttin' God first?
All I know is hustle and hard work (All I know)
Sinnin' but I'm grinnin' 'cause I'm winnin'
Slept on the floor, it feel good to buy linen (It feel good)
It feel good to buy silk, I don't think about guilt
If you ever been hungry, it feel good to buy milk
I'm hopin' that it's almond, hopin' that it's oat (Oat)
'Cause the man tryna kill us when we simply tryna smoke
Make a lot of money, yeah, we simply tryna grow (Just tryna grow) , damn
But maybe simple ain't good enough (It ain't)
Execute a plan where the hood is up (Let's execute)
Where everybody's grand, yeah, we stoodin' up
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
Shit's crazy, got my whole squad guilty (Guilty)
I don't need these bitches and my hood feel me (Yeah, yeah)
I stay covered in this drip, my shit silky (Skrrt)
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Skrrt)
Filthy, I do 'em filthy
Every time I see her up, I do 'em filthy (Yeah, yeah)
Mixed the Sour with the Henny 'cause it heal me (Woo)
All these scars up on my body, they can't kill me (Ooh-ooh)
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