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All The Same

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Creemos — aunque el miedo nos pese.

I  lost myself

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
I slide through the night steady (I slide)
Fuck shadows when the street ready (brra)
My heartbeat drum loud heavy (wooh)
Whole block shake wild deadly (pow)

[Chorus 1]
I slide with my fuckin’
That’s why all these nigas look pissed now
My clock stay glowin’ bloodred
Treat it like my baby cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They yell when my squad step inside heavy bass boomin’
Okay
Baddies wanna ride us though they know our name burn hotter than steel flames

[Verse 1]
Concrete sing when I march on the gravel (yeah)
Fuckin’ with the pole make the whole street unravel (pow)
Movin’ like a phantom with a beam on the barrel (wooh)
YN’s in the back turn your block to a chapel (grrr)
Plays move tight, every flip too tactical (skrrt)
Fuck talk cheap when the risk mathematical (brra)
Scope on point make the scene look graphical (boom)
Ops run fast but the stick still classical (brra)
Whip with no fade—slide clean, automatic (skrrt)
Money stack tall but the climb problematic (fuck)
Plug drop codes like a old-school manuscript (wooh)
Bag get sealed then tossed—done accurate (flip)
Draco on hum make the whole hood passionate (grrr)
One wrong step make your history inadequate (gone)
I’m posted on the block where the tension stay adamant (pow)
Every night’s a war but the wins turn extravagant (amen)

[Chorus 2]
I move with my killers
That’s why all these nigas stare tight now
My stick keep sparkin’ bloodred
Hold it like my infant cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They scream when we pull in with that pressure unloadin’
Okay
Baddies tryna chase us though they know our fire melt everything near flames

[Verse 2]
Fuck the disguise—my aura too violent (yeah)
Beam on his dome turn the moment to silence (pow)
Blue bills sleep in the safe like giants (racks)
Slide on a hater—his courage go quiet (wooh)
Plays on lock make the trap feel private (skrrt)
Stick on repeat like a drumline riot (brra)
Credit too high make the bank go biased (run it)
Slab in the trunk then gone—now I’m sci-fi (gone)
Talk on the net? Better pray you can back it (say it)
Pull up in flesh—watch your bravery vanish (pussy)
I bag, flip, stack—elevate my status (up)
Circle stay wolfed, we don’t trust no actors (grrr)
Night stay wicked when the mask get active (no face)
Streetlight blink like the city radioactive (yeah)
One call in the wind make the whole set massive (brra)
Shells on the floor leave the crime scene passive (pow)

[Chorus 1]
I slide with my fuckin’
That’s why all these nigas look pissed now
My clock stay glowin’ bloodred
Treat it like my baby cuz it’s my fuckin’ trophy
Oh fuck
They yell when my squad step inside heavy bass boomin’
Okay
Baddies wanna ride us though they know our name burn hotter than steel flames

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
We grind till the sun fall (never)
Plays rise when the guns call (brra)

I Slide [Prod. PMO Music]

All The Same

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