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Sipping on liquor Got a bunch of beats and I’m pondering how to kill em Wake up in the morning I’m thinking about the digits I’m just tryna cope in a city with lotta villains Hanging outta buildings Tryna find a way to get inside, I been handling that No 9-5 for me the reason I can never relax Give em motivation every time they hearing me rap Need a couple mills shit don’t come with regular tax Do I gotta get fly Fuck it I’m itching to blow Give em a sniff of the coke Thread with the tip of the toes Tryna get bigger than Hov Still got a billion to go Feel I can kick it with Cole Whenever I’m penning these flows This set of skills, is something I’m tryna solidify I got my eyes focused on building an enterprise I feel like Leo Messi I’m aiming to hit it right And if I don’t fuck it I’m willing to hit it twice Get it how I live that’s just how my day goes It’s been a lotta shit I’m just tryna lay low Married to the game and I gotta stay close I want all the cake gimme all my pesos Letras de canciones Get it how I live that’s just how my day goes It’s been a lotta shit I’m just tryna lay low Married to the game and I gotta stay close I want all the cake gimme all my pesos I want the pesos gimme the moolah I gotta go Gotta stay froze, rocking these shoes and designer clothes Claim to take notes but you how you moving without a goal Gotta chase those checks like I’m ubering out a ghost I love the paper but I know this shit won’t save my soul But I’m just tryna get comfortable while I play my role The lil things I celebrate just had to say my toast They wouldn’t let us in the lane so I create my own Get it how I live that’s just how my day goes It’s been a lotta shit I’m just tryna lay low Married to the game and I gotta stay close I want all the cake gimme all my pesos Get it how I live that’s just how my day goes It’s been a lotta shit I’m just tryna lay low Married to the game and I gotta stay close I want all the cake gimme all my pesos From Letras Mania