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3-4 over [?] go ahead Yeah (Siddung, siddung) Move how they wished they moved I look how they wished they looked I sound the way they wish they do I fuck who they wished they fucked I'm only here to spit the truth, I'm tired of you jealous fucks And I ain't got shit to lose, fuck (Wheel) See me blacked out, no face, no case If I ever want out, got the money that I saved Pussy niggas only do this 'cause there ain't no other way Only reason I do it 'cause I'm bored out my face On the way to show them how I feel Keep the faith and drop fly shit Remember days when I couldn't get my life lit Who said Scar ain't on it? Them man rap like me now But still can't touch my pockets What? Coulda drowned man deep But my hands stay clean Say the word Scar Kick in his teeth Letras de cancionesGot me a circle, now I gotta lose it I'm still with the best, all you niggas deluded We stick with the treasure and never confuse it Applying the pressure we get up and do this, ah Bought her a bag 'cause she boujee, ah Chanel, Versace to Fendi and Skims, my bitch got it all She get what she want, the watch was included They say that I changed without a doubt If you're fucking brave, then gather up and drag me out Put 'em in a grave, when I'm bored I'll drag them out As long as I stay paid, pussy, go 'head, run your mouth Move how they wished they moved I look how they wished they looked I sound the way they wish they do I fuck who they wished they fucked I'm only here to spit the truth, I'm tired of you jealous fucks And I ain't got shit to lose, fuck You're the one that started from the distant deep I've been so precautions all the best of me Don't you love them dollars? I don't want to die If that bitch goth, then she can fuck on me Triple seven, triple seven Triple seven, triple seven, triple seven Triple seven, triple seven Triple seven, triple seven, triple seven [?] In the media [?] Everyting alright, ready? Made In Hell A lot going on Got me so numb And I'm so done I ride solo Are you forgetting? You wanted your problems You won't like when karma comes round Bitch, you'll regret all that shit that you spilled from your mouth Go run on back to your city I know that you will forget me Begging for you to forgive me Don't crawl back around when you hear this Messed up my zone when you're near me Disrespected my business? No You ain't living better than I'm living Hear the shout in my song, no, no, no I break ground with the sound that I know I thought you would do better Breaking down is a sound that I know From Letras Mania