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Christian Reta - Too Raw Lyrics



Christian Reta - Too Raw Lyrics
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G ot this energy you can not see
But you'll feel it soon I'll let it free
Making money moves with breaths I breathe
Varsity I wear it on my sleeve
It's too hard you can't compete with me
Save your face you may as well just leave
Everybody knows you as a creep
Everybody looks at you and sleep
Everybody waking up on me
Central valley chilling let it be
F*ck that they need to know who I be
F*ck that they need to know what I see
Smoke what people call me it's a tree
I'm sick of leaving people's memories
Every list is A-list, I ain't B
I been teasing long enough f*ck a beat
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
I am too raw
I am too raw
Too raw
That's that no rubber
Under the covers
Your only lover
Make you a mother
Make you a mama
Might give you trauma
Love my persona
I'm a charmer
You throw dirt up on my name
Want me to rot
You kiss your mother with that mouth
I think not
I can roast you super cool
Be icy hot
I can deal with some bite
That spicy thot
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
I am too raw
I am too raw
Too raw
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G ot this energy you can not see
But you'll feel it soon I'll let it free
Making money moves with breaths I breathe
Varsity I wear it on my sleeve
It's too hard you can't compete with me
Save your face you may as well just leave
Everybody knows you as a creep
Everybody looks at you and sleep
Everybody waking up on me
Central valley chilling let it be
F*ck that they need to know who I be
F*ck that they need to know what I see
Smoke what people call me it's a tree
I'm sick of leaving people's memories
Every list is A-list, I ain't B
I been teasing long enough f*ck a beat
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
I am too raw
I am too raw
Too raw
That's that no rubber
Under the covers
Your only lover
Make you a mother
Make you a mama
Might give you trauma
Love my persona
I'm a charmer
You throw dirt up on my name
Want me to rot
You kiss your mother with that mouth
I think not
I can roast you super cool
Be icy hot
I can deal with some bite
That spicy thot
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
Hit a bih raw
I can't go wrong
I am too raw
F*ck a beat raw
F*ck a beat raw
I am too raw
I am too raw
Too raw
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