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Sticks & Stones

 

Sticks & Stones

(álbum: February - 2021)


He came into the game and dominated
Only to remain underrated the entire time
Eventually he left, they begged him to stay
They never appreciate you until you're gone
Maybe he'll be reincarnated, with a vengeance
Ha ha ha ha ha...

I wore hoodies 3X size
Banging since the Latin Kings and the Ñietas
Shmurda something like Bobby, nigga GS9
Bring terror to your squad like a TS sign
Back when R. Kelly had the song Fiesta
Did the juggs on the bus, the BX line
In grade school, I've never been the reject kind
Pap always got the new Jordans, he dressed fly
Bullshitters couldn't play me with that bs vibe
Put the knuckle check on 'em during recess time
Haters ask how we doing, tell 'em we just fine
Hottest thing in the streets since the PS5
Used to be nice, I'm still nice this ain't a throwback
I'm not perfect and I ain't afraid to show that
If I make a mistake, I wouldn't hesitate to own that
I just say "pardon me" like Trump did to Wayne and Kodak

You bluffing, you fronting, you bugging
Cheap jewels, keep hustling
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins

Huh
It's free to throw 'em out in drain
'Cause he ain't mentally free, your bro such a slave
Acting like you so smart, you know nothing mane
No amount of money can fix a broke fucking brain (facts!)
Acting like a kid and it's a cold blooded shame
Grown men don't even act their own fucking age (clowns!)
From the dark side I ain't see no sunny days
Some hold grudges, they carry those to their grave
When you playing cee-lo, it's such a cold blooded game
We play by the hood rules, those never change
If you're not betting don't stick your nose in the game
Don't be a cheerleader, that's so fucking lame (lame!)
Let 'em get away with it then you chose to get played
If he asks bets, you either fold or you bang
Niggas be calling me by a whole another name
The Headcracker we both not the same
If you roll with Brownsville dudes, you're on the road to get paid (facts!)
Most ace out, some niggas throw lucky trades
Quick to poke something, I keep a old bloody blade
Might clap something, I got a old rusty gauge
When it's time to work out, they show funny ways
Asking for more hand outs than a GoFundMe page

You bluffing, you fronting, you bugging
Cheap jewels, keep hustling
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins
You bluffing, you fronting, you bugging
Cheap jewels, keep hustling
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins

feito

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