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(álbum: Crop Circle 3 - 2023)


Yo, Nina
Yo, my guy
I need a little pack, man, I need something
Bro, ain't you heard? "Tapped Out," I don't trap no more
Ah, bro, stop all this rapping shit, of course I heard, "Tapped Out"
But, it's money bro, tap in
Bro, last time I did that, I went jail
Ah, I promise you, that's not gonna happen, bro
Listen, I text everyone, I even asked Nort West Ebro, he said who should I shout, guess who he said
Go on then, who he say?
Nina, bubu
Bro, man's out, bro, allow me, man

Uh, c-came out of jail like I'm over trapping
I-I got customers telling me, I know you're capping
'Bout to drop my last album, I'm getting old for rapping
I-I was just sixteen, I don't know what happened
I spit bars 'cause I love it
T-That's why I just cracked on with Warner, cut my marketing budget
Uh, like I can't go on Insta' live, count a mill'
I pay for it myself, fuck them, I'm sorting out my deal
I couldn't wait for the day
My album came out, now, they chase me to stay
But, in the grand scheme, I ain't changed the plan
They're sleeping on my dream, fuck these labels, man
You ain't OTF, don't tell me that you love me
I got bookings, but, probation won't let me out the country
T-Turning down these checks, can't lie, fam', it's pricey
P-Plus, I got all these necks tryna entice me
I can't roll with the muscle-tee
I always got it 'fore I let these pussies let my mother scream (Fuck you mean?)
Think I won't hear it out, now, I'm baked
Got some new guns, I can shoot for a hour straight
It's, it's that Nina with the nina shit
Smoking weed the same colour as the floor and cleaner kit
C-Can't wait 'til my bro Jazzy's free
A-All this money make these hoes wanna marry me
N-Niggas mad, I thought they'll be happy when I blow
Used to line twenty niggas up, slapped them on the road
They wouldn't buy an island if the the opps murdered me
And, I swear to Zino, nigga, Crop Circle 3, it's Nines

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