Letra de Bass
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Featuring Nick Shades
(Verse)
(Verse)
I hate when niggas tell they stories, talkin when they used to have it
Me I gotta it, I got a get money habit
I grew up living savage, ain’t no need in going backwards
Unless you talkin Biggie and hypnotize that’s a classic
My life story nothing short of monumental
The way I work the max I got a golden M emblem
Some would say a legend, I’m alright with moving kilos
3 on the neck, a couple more for my amigos
Trap jumpin, Michael Jordan, Carolina tall heels
Pumpin Action Bronson shit to have me doing car wheels
Different kind of bounce, lame niggas might not recover
Facing death row, I ain’t talkin vibe covers
But since you talkin 90s that was me with the chainsaw
I’ll just try and see if the beef will remain raw
I just want the pussy and please don’t say more
And quit aksin questions bout what the AK for
I stick it out the window, start blasting it
Bullets flyin, niggas duckin like this classic shit
Speed off right after I hit up yo girls car
Last thing you wanna hear is world star
(Hook x2)
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
(Verse)
My nigga crackin leads to see to change the game man
So I’mma drop this gem to let these rappers know it’s time to change they game plan
Supply the bass plus I’m the flame man
The catalyst that sparks euphoric visions, making uses think more passionate
Paper advocate, dog ain’t it crazy I threw many acts of savage sacrilege
I got this family the gold from all the bad I did
To come up on that thing is sacrilege
That’s enormous, say yo boy on terror squad ain’t no accident
Cannabis got me chasing after mo bread
Young nigga 20 with the knowledge of an old head
Infrared beams get yo dog fed
Bias lurks for actin up, watch you fade away from that baking up
I crack it up every hour on the dive
With minionses we plot
More methods of collecting til the day I cut the spot
On an island with a model that can’t stand to where tights
But I’mma hustle til I drop
(Hook x2)
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
Me I gotta it, I got a get money habit
I grew up living savage, ain’t no need in going backwards
Unless you talkin Biggie and hypnotize that’s a classic
My life story nothing short of monumental
The way I work the max I got a golden M emblem
Some would say a legend, I’m alright with moving kilos
3 on the neck, a couple more for my amigos
Trap jumpin, Michael Jordan, Carolina tall heels
Pumpin Action Bronson shit to have me doing car wheels
Different kind of bounce, lame niggas might not recover
Facing death row, I ain’t talkin vibe covers
But since you talkin 90s that was me with the chainsaw
I’ll just try and see if the beef will remain raw
I just want the pussy and please don’t say more
And quit aksin questions bout what the AK for
I stick it out the window, start blasting it
Bullets flyin, niggas duckin like this classic shit
Speed off right after I hit up yo girls car
Last thing you wanna hear is world star
(Hook x2)
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
(Verse)
My nigga crackin leads to see to change the game man
So I’mma drop this gem to let these rappers know it’s time to change they game plan
Supply the bass plus I’m the flame man
The catalyst that sparks euphoric visions, making uses think more passionate
Paper advocate, dog ain’t it crazy I threw many acts of savage sacrilege
I got this family the gold from all the bad I did
To come up on that thing is sacrilege
That’s enormous, say yo boy on terror squad ain’t no accident
Cannabis got me chasing after mo bread
Young nigga 20 with the knowledge of an old head
Infrared beams get yo dog fed
Bias lurks for actin up, watch you fade away from that baking up
I crack it up every hour on the dive
With minionses we plot
More methods of collecting til the day I cut the spot
On an island with a model that can’t stand to where tights
But I’mma hustle til I drop
(Hook x2)
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
The fiends won, so I feed em
Not in 808, they want that freedom
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