Guns Money Drugs Letra

Young Spray

Invisible Tears

Letra de Guns Money Drugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs

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I sent my little workers irie
Wants to cop a i8
Told him don't he how much work I put in for IA
When lyca vibrates
NIggas wanna buy flake
Sticking to my price, nah I'm budging off of my rate
Promoters trya call me for a show
Exact same time, I was whipping up the blow
I told him, "Nah! man, the price is too low."'
'"Cause what I'm cooking now, prolly get that off of O."
Yeah! that's right, I tell him
Break it down and sell him
Covered in that Balmain, a thousand for this denim
I said, "a thousand for this denim"
Sent a jail money, prolly sent a thousand to my felons
And that's this year, lemme get this clear
Real nigga shit, we don't diss ear
Bare body shots, we don't miss air
Niggas lay down when I miss clear

This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs

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Me and Blade still in the black jeep
Young Spray, the black sheep like pinky blud
In storm, pack heat
I'm on the roads, nah I know rap beefs
Mana like it's dangerous out ere
I'm like nah it ain't that deep
It's calm nigga
From a time when, mana sent car nigga
Like if it was on, then it was on nigga
Big Desert Eagle, that was our nigga
Everyone prepare for the war nigga
Look, I'm just tryna do music
But you see my gangster
Don't try to abuse it cuh man will lose it
See this game, I didn' choose it
You can ask my mudda
She'll tell you I'm stupid like you kid
Nigga lay low
Got couple yutes on a payroll
When I say, they roll
Like Drake said, "They Know"
Catch me on the main road
Couple days in the same clothes
Couple days with the same hoes
You know how this fame goes

This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs
This is for my thugs screaming guns, money, drugs

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