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I'm gon’ make 'em feel me If you hatin', bitch, you better kill me I’m so tired of these motherfuckers riding my way My way Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar Rocks in my hand on the block with the big boys We ain't trippin’ ’bout no Bs, we gon' hit hard Y’all niggas better back up in two cars Hit your shit back to back, that's two Rs Letras de cancionesYeah, we fly like propellers, now Prices used to be high, but they better now Make her come back to back when I let her down Used to drive on that work, back to sellin' pounds Scare 'em all like a haunted house Dope fiend got down for a hundred slaps Used to buy work hard, had to cut it down I’ma call the plug back when I'm runnin' out You sleep on that block after runnin' 'round Might post in the car with the window down Nigga, come with that shit, we gon' gun 'em down I can get you knocked down for a couple pounds Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar Ice on me like fallin' water RIP my main caller Hell were we aimin' for? Shout out my mama, you made a star The drippin' is real, huh? Still look like I got me a deal, huh? Ninety-nine traps, used to live a song Every nigga get caught, his mind, I made it up Man, these streets done left me scarred Try so God damn hard Tryna rap without sellin' hard I ain't gon' lie It gettin' harder and harder With a Rolly on my wrist like it's made for it I done did everything, but paid for it Keep a couple dirty AKs in the storage Fuck these rappers and their made-up stories Nigga been drippin' ever since the beginnin' Now they mad a young nigga winnin' I got in my bag and got in my feelings I turned off my traps and made legal business I wish daddy was here to witness this Frank didn't deserve a fifty-year sentence Psych in the pen for violatin' My foot on the gas, I'm tired of waitin' Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend Tryna get buildings on buildings Just to get your arms out of my loopholes We gotta eat, can't let us starve Man, these streets done left us scarred Gotta get a car for every garage Reach in the sky, better grab you a star Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar From Letras Mania