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(álbum: Fire - 2021)


Got assets I ain't running out
We can't relate you not about it
Faking I can't be around you
Thumbing through while I be counting
Boujee with a summer salad
We be hustling they can vouch it
Only thing I know is solid
If it ain't I don't allow it

Handle all the business everybody play position
Not invested into nothing I don't get it we too different
I got something special for you if you ever get to tripping
Busy talking bout me meantime I'm too focused on the mission
I got goals he wanna pick his nose
My bro a real one never told
Dirty laundry never fold
You can't even fit the mold
How you get a stimmy go and spend it on them whack ass clothes
You the type to not get chose
Was hating now I gottem froze
Stupid paid we still get active
You not smooth I know the tactics
He don't even pay his taxes
We not in similar brackets
Keep it private while I stack it
We not tapped in why you asking
I can't understand your accent
Speaking money bitch you lack it
Put em in a fucking casket
I ain't mad it's just my passion
In my city we get ratchet
Bulletproof under my jacket
Fat woods it's a fucking habit
Hella pounds up in the cabinet
If I said it I could back it
Big ass plate cause I be maxing

Got assets I ain't running out
We can't relate you not about it
Faking I can't be around you
Thumbing through while I be counting
Boujee with a summer salad
We be hustling they can vouch it
Only thing I know is solid
If it ain't I don't allow it

Cross the country thugging solo
Bitch I can't relate to no hoe
You ain't run it up with me
Don't put me in your fucking photo
You won't see me round a bozo
I can't go you think in slowmo
Got shit off the muscle I ain't even need that little promo
I ain't even showing off
You mad cause you ain't beat the odds
The money what the hustle caused
I gave myself my own applause
If I can't walk I'll jump across
Got blueprints it won't be too long
Put my people on we t'd up I feel like a fucking boss
Homie told me we not average
I said you speakin facts
I know where I'm sposed to be at
Could never double back
They ain't see me comin this far
Could tell by how they act
Stay mad because my time is money
You gotta pay for that
Bitch I made another one
Bet they won't hate me one on one
No reason why it's just because
Can't beat me I already won
You not like that tryna stunt
Was trapping hella p's of runtz
I always keep a glocky tucked
I gave em that they broke the trust

Got assets I ain't running out
We can't relate you not about it
Faking I can't be around you
Thumbing through while I be counting
Boujee with a summer salad
We be hustling they can vouch it
Only thing I know is solid
If it ain't I don't allow it

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