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Hey Cris, fuck you I keep my circle small and tight My future brighter than the damn moonlight I get the bag and then I grow real high And then you're feeling on me And when you're feeling on me I keep my circle small and tight My future brighter than the damn moonlight I get the bag and then I grow real high And then you're feeling on me And when you're feeling on me (Yeah, yeah) I got all my wishes and they swimmin' with the fishes, huh Every time you said you quit just, get up and go get it, huh Talk about your pain up in your songs so they can feel it, huh All these people sound the same 'cause these rappers be stealing, huh Why you steal from me? Uh You even steal how I usually fuckin' speak Please do not come hit my phone if you want a verse for free VVS all in my teeth, that shit wet, like manatee After the show, she hit my phone like she wanna play with me Up in her mind 'cause she thought that my land is make believe Baby girl, come take a seat Walkin' down a long path to a make out hill Letras de cancionesI keep my circle small and tight My future brighter than the damn moonlight I get the bag and then I grow real high And then you're feeling on me And when you're feeling on me I keep my circle small and tight My future brighter than the damn moonlight I get the bag and then I grow real high And then you're feeling on me And when you're feeling on me From Letras Mania