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Can't Make This Up

 

Can't Make This Up

(álbum: Blessed - 2018)


Ice cold VVS, ice cold new McLaren
Fresh off the lot I swear
And I got the squad right here
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
If it ain't about money I don't give a fuck

I'm a California boy I don't pay for the box
I'm a put that game on her have her buy me a watch
You was hatin back then ain't no reason to stop
In my city tapped in I'm so good on the block
Busy counting my riches I'm out here handling business
I ain't got time for you playa haters that gossip like bitches
I'm on PV road pedal down beast mode
Outta town with the drip, Ksubi jeans with the rips
When I talk it make sense, bet I walk with a dip
In the rich they say Sudy bro it's yours on the blimp
In the foreign no tints, if she born she get clipped
I'm a hop inside that water with my jewelry let is rest

Ice cold VVS, ice cold new McLaren
Fresh off the lot I swear
And I got the squad right here
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
If it ain't about money I don't give a fuck

First off this a real nigga roll call
In the kitchen cooking with the stove on
Good kush burning up the ozone
One night with me than it's so long
I'm a big shot gang finna lift off
Yellow diamonds on me got my haters pissed off
Old school running it's in tip top shape
Tell lil baby mind her business keep her lips locked
In my city you don't tap in it's bad
Let em breath two weeks now I'm back on that ass
I was young nigga hoodie up back of the class
Now it's 200 miles an hour on the digital dash
I'm still hustlin, rocking Margiela's through customs
It ain't about money than it ain't no discussion
Wait can [?] Race in a wraith
Bape, Human Race, I can't do second place
Whole city with me finna take it on one
Snuck my brother in the club he ain't 21

Ice cold VVS, ice cold new McLaren
Fresh off the lot I swear
And I got the squad right here
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
No I can't make this up, no I can't make this up
If it ain't about money I don't give a fuck

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