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Pistol pop, gun shot Today I pray for you Balls and my word, all I got I won't break them for you Don't stop, don't stop Why would he ever do it? Granny say he'll be good Yeah You ain't gotta tell me twice She called it This feel like déjà vu I went home, like A Rod's shoes They asked me, why we really believe you a success Read through the lines like subtext On this, cassette tape I done said it all, hell, what's left to say? It was all tears, now my face Times Square 'Cause I do it times two, like times squared In the crib like it could've been a timeshare Late, but divine timing it, I'm here He done seen it all, so it's hard to surprise him Always underdog but that shit's misalignment Now I hit defrost in a whip that can drive itself I just belched Gas in the current standard didn't sit well Letras de canciones I mean it wasn't like I wasn't doing well But figure when you quiet, they say they can't tell They going out sadly Yeah, I rap, but a bad wrap Something that I will not be having I heard your record, it was ass cheeks Yeah, we Pivot, a collective that's respected as a family Long live the bros, John Walt, get happy Squeaky with me anytime you see my hair nappy Niggas that believed in me before we was savvy To businesses, is used to who's who Fools, to who rushed in, are in pools Of bodies that are buried in black suits Of course I'ma take my time, I had to Bet you'd do the same in my shoe Pistol pop, gun shot Yeah Today I pray for you Balls and my word, all I got I won't break them for you Don't stop, don't stop Why would he ever do it? Granny say he'll be good You ain't gotta tell me twice She called it Power through ain't breakin the glue Stuck together, now take it or lose We fell well on our own, I hate waiting the news Heart broke, my love won't shake me a loose It's true, déjà vu Know how many days it'll take tryna shake our roots They ask if I'm the one like Keanu But the question getting answered like A.I. shoes It's true, it's been a few Pivot, FRSH Water, don't suffer no fool Took the tux on the road, we didn't buy in a suit Who done got this far like it was just something to do And did Pistol pop, gun shot Today I pray for you Balls and my word, all I got I won't break them for you Don't stop, don't stop Why would he ever do it? Granny say he'll be good You ain't gotta tell me twice She called it Left a message She called it Left a message Chicago Left a message Chicago Left a message We called it Granny say he'll be good You ain't gotta tell me twice Tommy said we'll be good You ain't gotta tell me twice Squeaky said we them ones It appear he was right Apologies to my lady For the times you told me twice From Letras Mania