| Look, just got a call from my bank
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| To tell me that we hit again, keep doing my thing
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| The boys on fire money wires everyday
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| It’s a natural known fact I’m the hottest in LA
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| It’s All Money In, that’s all I gotta say
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| Got em repping down in Diego, Las Vegas to the bay
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| Even on the east they never hesitate
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| They shouting out my words from the crowd towards the stage
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| And you know I’m getting paid, yeah you know I’m getting paid
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| Look, marathon life it’s all about the pace
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| Lot of niggas running sprints but they never win the race
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| You don’t see me at the shop, I’m probably outta state
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| In my fly hotel working on my mixtape
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| Standing on the couches later on that day
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| Champagne, models pouring bottles on their face
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| The S is for success and that’s why I love the hate
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| They mad cause I can, and I’m happy cause they can’t
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| Yeah, I’m happy cause they can’t
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| It’s that feel good, you know
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| Shout out to my enemies, shout out to the facts
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| We the ones that they pretend to be
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| Rappers with their gangbang identity
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| But imitation is the highest form of humility
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| Then my phone rang, it was Killa B
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| That’s a bad bitch, plus she get her cheese
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| Know I’m feeling her, I know she feeling me
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| But we don’t even fuck, we do some different things
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| Take her to the turf, she trynna take me to her church
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| Just be yourself, that’s the only way to make it work
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| Sweet cady drop top Mercedes
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| Blowing that Obama with some old school, playin'
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| PCH, switching lane feels amazing
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| Life is everything that I said I would make it
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| Love my niggas, so bread I’m gon' break it
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| 20 racks, 50 racks, 100 racks, run it back
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| If that ain’t fly cripping, what the fuck is that
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| Type of life you know nothing bout
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| Gotta fly first class if you wanna talk
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| Louie on the duffle bag pick a airport
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| We can be there tonight baby therefore
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| You know, I gotta say, the motherfucking marathon continues
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| Late night, top off, her hair blowing in the wind, nigga smoking on that good
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| Feeling oh so hood, yeah, told you, yeah, this is volume one
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| Aight, Hussle, motherfucker, hey, Rallo
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| Heyy
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| Yo-yo-yo-yo |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Call from the Bank (feat. Mgmt), artist - Nipsey Hussle. Album song Nip Hussle the Great: Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп