Santos Roman-torres

in Who we trust

Santos Roman-torres
in Who we trust

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23 Oct 2022

They say in god we trust But I still gotta walk with a gun is a must In the city of the murders that’s where we fucking from Where life is hard but I’m the weekend we still go dumb Family crying they child gone to the street they feeling numb They said I gotta trigger finger so I aim with thumb Many people wanted to be the boss I guess they paid the cost Cuh now the forgotten in the fucking ground In the city where we walk around with full rounds Where we put a gun to your lip and empty out the clip Now your whole neighborhood wearing a shirt with ur name it says rip And now u just another bitch Can’t even trust your friend for a price they switch They rather look rich then actually be wealthy Bitches out here being scamhoes they ain’t event healthy Let the windows down and let that music play They said god is real why no one answers when we pray This life was full of color now it’s just black and grey Where we let ‘em bullet spray and u don’t get shot then that was a good day we Gotta end up somewhere we ain’t here to stay

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6 months ago

KILLED IT 😵

They say in god we trust But I still gotta walk with a gun is a must In the city of the murders that’s where we fucking from Where life is hard but I’m the weekend we still go dumb Family crying they child gone to the street they feeling numb They said I gotta trigger finger so I aim with thumb Many people wanted to be the boss I guess they paid the cost Cuh now the forgotten in the fucking ground In the city where we walk around with full rounds Where we put a gun to your lip and empty out the clip Now your whole neighborhood wearing a shirt with ur name it says rip And now u just another bitch Can’t even trust your friend for a price they switch They rather look rich then actually be wealthy Bitches out here being scamhoes they ain’t event healthy Let the windows down and let that music play They said god is real why no one answers when we pray This life was full of color now it’s just black and grey Where we let ‘em bullet spray and u don’t get shot then that was a good day we Gotta end up somewhere we ain’t here to stay

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