| Yung Lan on the track
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| Den Beats
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| Hunnid bands for a kilo, nigga
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| I spent my whole life chasin' the bag and runnin' from coppers
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| And a nigga been drownin' myself in these codeine problems (Yeah)
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| Spent a couple thousand on my feet, then ran it back up in a week (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got these Jordans on my feet, 'til it get bloody underneath (Yeah, yeah)
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| Wanna fill this safe up 'til its bussin' out my jeans, dawg
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| Cash rules everything around me, dawg (Ayy)
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| I remember I wasn’t havin' no money, now I’m the richest in the yojects
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| I had to take the safe up out the wall and put the faces in my pocket
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| I ain’t even have no gas, I had to pursue the duffel, yeah
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| While I’m in the trenches, I did everything for the profits
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| I wanna pull up to the hood day fly as fuck, red guts in the Masi'
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| All my brothers gotta eat, and if I got a full plate, he know that he got it
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| I ain’t even got a plug, nigga had to run it up, turn into the socket
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| Had to go and run the play
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| Niggas know that I’m the wave, like I’m a tsunami
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| If the nigga want it all, I gotta be my own boss like I’m John Gotti
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| A nigga can’t play me out of my position
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| I just might fuck around and catch a body
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| See me a bag, and I done went at it
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| Had to go serve a lot of drug addicts
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| Gotta turn a Rollie into a Patek
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| Flex the money like a nigga ain’t have it
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| I just pray to God that all my traps don’t ever get no static, yeah
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| 'Cause if a nigga try to take what’s mine, I gotta cause havoc, yeah
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| I spent my whole life chasin' the bag and runnin' from coppers
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| And a nigga been drownin' myself in these codeine problems (Yeah)
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| Spent a couple thousand on my feet, then ran it back up in a week (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got these Jordans on my feet, 'til it get bloody underneath (Yeah, yeah)
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| Wanna fill this safe up 'til its bussin' out my jeans, dawg
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| Cash rules everything around me, dawg (Ayy)
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| I remember I wasn’t havin' no money, now I’m the richest in the yojects
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| I had to take the safe up out the wall and put the faces in my pocket
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| I been tellin' my bitches, they just gotta play they position
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| Blue faces in the Rollie, you know I been Crippin'
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| 'Member days when I was down for a minute
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| Now a nigga blow a thousand at Lenox
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| Doin' everything that they said that I didn’t
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| At the Lear and it’s only beginnin'
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| My name in the seats, they know it ain’t rented
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| Wear my red bottoms like they’re Air Forces now
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| I’m the youngest, richest, flyest, nigga outta Comp-town
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| Made my own lane, now all these niggas wanna copycat off of my sound
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| I just made $ 250,000, I don’t know how
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| I had to get me some racks
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| I had to get me some packs, yeah yeah
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| I just be livin' what I’m talkin'
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| I ain’t gotta do no rappin' cappin' now
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| I know she with me for the dollars
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| That’s why all these hoes be around
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| She remember when a nigga was broke
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| Now she wanna fuck me now
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| I spent my whole life chasin' the bag and runnin' from coppers
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| And a nigga been drownin' myself in these codeine problems (Yeah)
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| Spent a couple thousand on my feet, then ran it back up in a week (Yeah, yeah)
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| I got these Jordans on my feet, 'til it get bloody underneath (Yeah, yeah)
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| Wanna fill this safe up 'til its bussin' out my jeans, dawg
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| Cash rules everything around me, dawg (Ayy)
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| I remember I wasn’t havin' no money, now I’m the richest in the yojects
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| I had to take the safe up out the wall and put the faces in my pocket |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cream, artist - Roddy Ricch. Album song Feed Tha Streets II, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп