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Twenty million in the bank, then I woke up All the haters be like children, I don't see 'em growing up This is fucking Hiroshima, yeah we blowing this shit up Dreams of being in a beamer with a girl to fill my cup No competition, I'm killing 'em all They call me Messi, the way that I ball Shoot like a spring ain't no way that i fall I beat the game now the players on call No one stealing my paper, this shit is a forest Get so many flowers they call me florist I stay where I started, I'm never a tourist I exit the scene like my first name is Boris Step one, step back I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex Left him all red like a text, who's next? Step one, step back I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex Left him all red like a text, who's next? Coming with the heat, moths to the flame I don't even need the beat, all you pussy bitches lame Everybody take a seat, so you remember the name 'Cause one chance is all I need, Noah hungry for the fame Letras de cancionesIt's in my D.N.A., I can only stop once I know we okay We don't break. Carrying the burden, it's a piece of cake She said i was going bad, I said I don't wanna sleep All the demons in my head, I close my eyes they're haunting me Step one, step back I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex Left him all red like a text, who's next? Step one, step back I'm here to make 50 racks, that's fax Spend all that shit on a Lex, no flex Left him all red like a text, who's next? From Letras Mania