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letra de new shoes - 2kbaby

[pre-chorus]
i can’t do nothin’ but thank god for the new shoes
i ain’t have a clue what to do
gotta thank god for a lot, i ain’t on the block
n-gga better stop, who is you?
they gon’ talk a lot when you not on top, now i’m hot
now a n-gga cop what he wanna cop off the lot
why they worry about what a n-gga got? ayy

[chorus]
b-tch, i ain’t worried ’bout you
never had a lot, but i made a cop and i made it pop
made it do what it do
punchin’ in the clock, money in the box just to wear some rocks
still graduated school
‘member i was bummy, now i’m gettin’ money, cookin’ up with sonny
man, they said that i would lose, yeah
so i had to bust a move, oh, yeah, yeah

[verse]
mama cried on christian really sittin’ in the back seat
i was only tryna make our sister way too happy
i know you probably love me more if i had stayed a athlete
so i been runnin’ through these f-ckin’ hundreds like a track meet
then ever since we fell out, i ain’t kept up with my acne
i been solo-doloing, ain’t had them on the back knee
heard word around the city, man, some n-ggas wanna whack me
four hundred, taylor totin’, tell a n-gga, “come get at me,” yeah
i’m in the game now
i took my brothers out the ghetto and i ain’t changed now
i love they mothers like no other through my veins now
neck clutter when i rock a couple chains now
best cover when i tell you that the gang slide
next bust’ll come through bustin’ at the same time
bad bustin’, ’bout two hundred, set the lane fire
chest burnin’ from his burner, i just thank god

[chorus]
b-tch, i ain’t worried ’bout you
never had a lot, but i made a cop and i made it pop
made it do what it do (yeah)
punchin’ in the clock, money in the box just to wear some rocks
still graduated school (yeah)
‘member i was bummy, now i’m gettin’ money, cookin’ up with sonny
man, they said that i would lose, yeah
so i had to bust a move, oh, yeah, yeah

- 2kbaby

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