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Featuring J Key (Intro) Louis V (Verse) I wanna thank all my haters, shout out all you fake hoes Who’s ugly ass with me but they swear they ass be J Lo’s Think about marriage (nah) Horse and a carriage I was sitting that drop a gunning Haters thinking they stopping us All they do we just sit back Take notes, just cop the ass I’m fine with that in my heart I know that I’m on top of you In my zone, fire one A gun on ship, it’s a mafia We in the clique, we in the clique We move chips like the mafia Swear I told my flow cold, nigga I could just body ya On my fly shit, on my fly shit Took this tray from the party up Body face to these bad bitches I just call her Nadia And they do is get close to her Letras de cancionesBut I already have fun with her Let’s get back to this real shit All black like Will Smith Lot of niggas is fake, fake Watch out who you deal with Before is yet too late, late Gotta watch who you deal with I learned it all, send it all Build too fast that gema for My clean drawers, I hate fake shit Yea, you on that snake shit Talk about you on top, nigga you ain’t make shit My A6, my spaceship My page be my case shift Better watch who you play with Be the same niggas you lay with (Hook x4) Here we go, here we go Hardest in the field, a lot of niggas ain’t real Here we go, here we go I learned it all, I seen it all, build too fast you’ll dream afar (Verse) Build too fast that dream afar, With winter coat, that suit it all You walk too fast, I don’t see the car Where to safe, don’t seem to ball On the low key like the OG’s In the OE niggas know key Been flippin that weight since 14 Back then niggas got about a OZ Let’s go then I got about a whole key 2013, get it by the 14 You know 16, Smith clean After green like a nigga you ristarene I’m on the team with the news to go get the green So on the scene I’m a fiend for the fred for change Y’all hatin as must be pissed at me ‘Cause I sneeze on the mic no histamine Hundred thou on my shit, on my back and they whip Louis V California, the west coast is all with me North west, shout outs to my niggas in the PTO We blazin the trail for the mal and we lookin to grow Man I’m too on, They too here and I’m too gone I muscle milk in a bowl of silk, like you lactose I run through y’all Glad I finally graduated Shout out the alumni, glad you made it It even be your best friends that be hatin But we still on top so I guess we thinkin like (Hook x4) Here we go, here we go Hardest in the field, a lot of niggas ain’t real Here we go, here we go I learned it all, I seen it all, build too fast you’ll dream afar (Verse) My next move my blast move Killin shit like chess moves I pull the left, the racks loose Them lames, they try to test you Why bitches wanna stress you? While strangers down to bless you Them haters to press you Your family be your rescue One today, some just to you Well these hoes gon do their best to you I watch you while I stand next to But these bitch niggas ex you Never me, I oversee Who over me to oversee These roller keys they showed for me So hopefully you notice me Never crying like Jodicy Never dealing too openly That we the Roman like popery My fans connect this socially Never speakin too vocally My crib gotta be where the ocean be My girl speakin emotionally I hate it when she approachin me You know the game been called to me And I know the game, why you coachin me? I’m right where I’m supposed to be Til back, kill that You noticed that the real back Haters gotta feel that The clubs, yea, I feel that This verse, I just killed that Yea! From Letras Mania