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[feat. CL Smooth & Sauce Money & Big B] [Verse 1:] [?] pots, [?] scotch in the Glock Toast whoever [?] a nigga's watch Riched up feeding her French duck Up in Prime One, one son on me, he shoot like he fuck [?] Fargo yo Gallardo [?] Listening to Marvin and Keith in them [?] Gambling spots, I own the lease Quarter millions only, on top of the grass we got suites Man, bottles of Rose, the OJs is here with cold play I sit back, perform in the grown way My paper is proper, my bitch hella copped I bought, [?] courts So many reasons to eat Don't wanna kill no more, ayo, I'm two steps away from the [?] [?] ain't [?] it in years I'm hustling a new way, my bookkeeper is standing right here Ice water is the logo, y'all niggas know so Flavor like a [?] bring the [?] It's promo rap nigga, I grow though Catch me south [?] [?] lumberjack [?] bunch of snow cones [Hook:] I've been watching, I've been learning Letras de cancionesIt seems like I've been hustling for years Now that I've got my earnings I wanna get away from here Cause as the world keeps turning I'm a get mine I swear [Verse 2:] Pull them off the lot, let's race 'em I'm here to break the set to the break who can take 'em The ambiance, giving no response he gets what he wants The scratch that he flaunts, nightmares he haunts I'm just a smooth killa, nothing to prove nigga Your shit is hard but I'm like, ten times iller I [?] you can see my habit I'm just a businessman besides your chick magnet A grown woman lover, a shorty's father figure You keep it all hood, I'm thinking much bigger Cause life is sweet you spread your wings The land, the kings, we get right and handle things, you hear? Like pieces on the board And my quest for peace is what made me a warlord, dig it? Spit bars exquisite No lies, I live it No telling which island I plan to inhibit Laid up with a bad bitch, choking on a cigar real far [?] [?] stout pussy by the seashore Smoking jacket and more broads I'm here to get all yours The prettiest one you pick, down on all fours [Hook] [Verse 3:] Hide the body, I got that hammers that hate you Extended clips that's ungrateful Only thing I could promise is your exit won't be graceful I'm just hoping your necklace is tasteful Put you to sleep, that's how I wake you No alarm clock could ever wake you I stay out late at night grinding for my payout I shot my way in, I shoot my way out That's if I have to, see how it play out You have a better understanding for the day out [?] [?] fine tools out there to lay out AK out Taking over blocks, making over spots As the uncut raw and baking soda locks Last stop inside this [?] tour Searching for paradise over this dope boy war [Hook] From Letras Mania