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(álbum: Drip N Drill - 2020)


(Sillkey)
(Rymez)

I blew a bag up in the store then another on my son
Pay the cost to live this life, I blew a racker just for fun
I gave some rackers to my mum, she got a rapper for a son
Coolie baddie wanna come, I blew her back out in the sun
My outfit looked expensive, now they're working out the sum
'Member days I was on the run for the stabbing that I done
Fed raided out my drum, didn't even find a crumb
Got this Cali in my lungs, I'm reminiscing on my ones

Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck the opp boys and fuck snitches
Don't let me spin it and get wicked
Fuck around and get your head back lifted

Young nigga gifted but don't get it twisted
It ain't my fault that I took a man's missus
He don't fit in, he a real life misfit
They don't wanna risk it for a biscuit
I grew up in a ghetto, this is real life rap
They don't know about the ghetto, it's just real life cap
You ain't a real life man, you're a social guy
I do it real life, I ain't a social type
On cars or bikes, tryna out man's lights
Now it's nothing but lights when I grab that mic
Making racks off rap, I made racks off packs
In the space of a year, got about ten plaques

Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck the opp boys and fuck snitches
Don't let me spin it and get wicked
Fuck around and get your head back lifted
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck the opp boys and fuck snitches
Don't let me spin it and get wicked
Fuck around and get your head back lifted

Look, this music shit you got going on
It don't come around every fucking day
When a motherfucker like you make it, we all make it
What if I don't make it?
Listen, I told you how to get into the drug game
Now I'm telling you how to get the fuck out
You don't have a record deal? Then go out and get one
But you're not going back on the block

Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck the opp boys and fuck snitches
Don't let me spin it and get wicked
Fuck around and get your head back lifted
Get money, fuck bitches
Fuck the opp boys and fuck snitches
Don't let me spin it and get wicked
Fuck around and get your head back lifted

feito

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