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MCM bag, MCM wallet, don't give her no cash, yeah WCW, I hit her sometimes, I won't give her half, yeah These bruddas there here today, tomorrow they ain't gonna last I'm coming fast, me and my Gunna, I'm asking the summer Pour away the fun or I'm breaking wall's, the dope in a tunnel The flows getting dumber and dumber I'm walking with bands and some rubber, in case I fuck her yeah In love with the money, my money don't love her In love with the cash, still doing a runner In love with the trap, still bagging up Ganja In love with the hustle, the hustle don't love me I show too much love now I'm feeling so empty Able to see all these bitches on weekends I ain't going home till I sell at least ten I ain't going home till I sell at least ten The come up, is magical Business so tactical Business Monday class be on me Jewish money, call it Tala viv I am still selling weed Box after box in my GG jeans Still blowing up like I'm TNT Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah Gucci my bag, gushes from Cally Letras de cancionesAin't smoking no fags, na The bricks in the bag If we get to hold it, they ain't giving us time, nah We came from the bottom My nigga's they trappy, the zone on the map They flooded the trap, they flooded the zone, we ain't going back They wanted us trapped, yeah But we waited till intact, yeah You know I'm on a mission, be running to the bag, yeah I keep my hitters in the back, yeah I said I'm on the come up in the body like us Her ass big, drip no dust hair She might fuck around and then fall in love, yeah Better keep her cuffs, yeah Let's go The come up, is magical Business so tactical Business Monday class be on me Jewish money, call it Tala viv I am still selling weed Box after box in my GG jeans Still blowing up like I'm TNT Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah Sitting in bando's, I'm bagging a pack Sitting in Nando's I'm counting my stack Sitting in Nando's I'm eating a chicken In the car, I've got me a pack yeah Got me a pack, yeah Pussy bruddas wanna attack, yeah Pussy bruddas can't attack me No rap cap, all facts Bitches come please me, come please She can't hold no grams on me I gotta show no love for free Only thank god, make my p's It's a long road, hurt my feet It's a long journey that I sleep They cannot help me, it's only me Yeah, help me, it's only me The come up, is magical Business so tactical Business Monday class be on me Jewish money, call it Tala viv I am still selling weed Box after box in my GG jeans Still blowing up like I'm TNT Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah The come up, is magical Business so tactical Business Monday class be on me Jewish money, call it Tala viv I am still selling weed Box after box in my GG jeans Still blowing up like I'm TNT Still blowing up like I'm TNT, TNT yeah From Letras Mania