Letra de Love
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Now...
I don't never wanna hear ya'll niggas hear you say you doubt this shit again
I don't never wanna hear ya'll niggas hear you say you doubt this shit again
Look...
Fake niggas don't show me luv,
An all you fake bitches I don't want your hugs.
I got this pistol with a gang of hundreds,
In this drop mercedes benz gettin dumb blunted,
Don't be surprise if you don't get what you never wanted.
I'm on my fith fly whip when you never stunted,
Never going broke funny cause I never budget,
Lot of niggas round now that I never fuck with.
That's why I'm in and out of town an out in other countries,
It's like the less I come around the more I get money,
When I been catchin' wind lately that the feds want me,
But I'm a keep getting rich or it's gonna get ugly.
So my moma I'm a gang bang graduate,
Pioneer the transition of this crippin wasn't easy nigga but I masterd it,
That's why I still deliver raps so passionate,
Build my own name ain't no nigga ever hand me shit,
Slauson ave do you understand the averages,
The fact that I'm still standing speaks values to my savegeness.
We lust lavishness an aim for extravagance,
Even if it's only temporary atleast we had this shit,
I press the gas to 1-60 an the dash is it,
My bitch licked the blunt an passed the shit.
Look...
Iphone four is the life on tour,
Get five racks every night what's the price on yours?
I'm down to splurg on my bitch cause I don't like no hor's,
Get the whole fourth collection if she like that store,
Baby... grind crazy that's just how this life made me,
Trust funds for armani, in case this life take me I live it...
To the fullest never let this life break me,
Thus far has been a cold demonstration,
Number one question now is did the fame change em,
Fucking right... young nigga should I still be gang banging?
Wait hold up... hold that thought, take these shots,
An tell my niggas as I be the marathon don't stop,
Before I sell my soul I'll give my life,
It's been a minute but we goin get right.
Watch... hussle... music
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone,
I'm far from where I'm goin and I'm far from home,
Somehow, I know I'm movin in the right direction,
My moma always told me I was goin be special?.
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone,
I'm far from where I'm goin and I'm far from home,
Somehow, I know I'm movin in the right direction,
My moma always told me I was goin be special?...
Fake niggas don't show me luv,
An all you fake bitches I don't want your hugs.
I got this pistol with a gang of hundreds,
In this drop mercedes benz gettin dumb blunted,
Don't be surprise if you don't get what you never wanted.
I'm on my fith fly whip when you never stunted,
Never going broke funny cause I never budget,
Lot of niggas round now that I never fuck with.
That's why I'm in and out of town an out in other countries,
It's like the less I come around the more I get money,
When I been catchin' wind lately that the feds want me,
But I'm a keep getting rich or it's gonna get ugly.
So my moma I'm a gang bang graduate,
Pioneer the transition of this crippin wasn't easy nigga but I masterd it,
That's why I still deliver raps so passionate,
Build my own name ain't no nigga ever hand me shit,
Slauson ave do you understand the averages,
The fact that I'm still standing speaks values to my savegeness.
We lust lavishness an aim for extravagance,
Even if it's only temporary atleast we had this shit,
I press the gas to 1-60 an the dash is it,
My bitch licked the blunt an passed the shit.
Look...
Iphone four is the life on tour,
Get five racks every night what's the price on yours?
I'm down to splurg on my bitch cause I don't like no hor's,
Get the whole fourth collection if she like that store,
Baby... grind crazy that's just how this life made me,
Trust funds for armani, in case this life take me I live it...
To the fullest never let this life break me,
Thus far has been a cold demonstration,
Number one question now is did the fame change em,
Fucking right... young nigga should I still be gang banging?
Wait hold up... hold that thought, take these shots,
An tell my niggas as I be the marathon don't stop,
Before I sell my soul I'll give my life,
It's been a minute but we goin get right.
Watch... hussle... music
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone,
I'm far from where I'm goin and I'm far from home,
Somehow, I know I'm movin in the right direction,
My moma always told me I was goin be special?.
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone,
I'm far from where I'm goin and I'm far from home,
Somehow, I know I'm movin in the right direction,
My moma always told me I was goin be special?...
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