letra de affiliated - a.g. swamp
affiliated
all my young n-ggas in that trap still
you need a q give me a few and ima send it back sealed
i order plays like mickey d’s
but this a different mac meal
you disrespect the family
believe you get yo cap pealed
lost some loved ones at a early age
so it’s that real
you ever put out more than you receive
you know how that feel
never signed a deal but i’m still thumbing through a backend
feel like i been ducking death
been sleeping with this fn
marble floors
and models hoes
that swallow loads that’s common tho
she say she ain’t with the sh-ts
if she ain’t f-ckin
adios
these n-ggas got that hate up in they blood
that’s a common cold
you the type of sucka that be talking business
around these hoes
i ain’t f-ckin with u nomore
if you showed your hand before
done put up with a lot of sh-t
but certain things i can’t ignore
tally marking oppositions
i can’t even keep the score
local n-gga but i’m out here f-cking with this singer wh0re
now she rolling with a winner
told her that i peep the glow
toxic when she zesty
she call me to come and beat it slow
think she love them bands in my pants
sh-t can’t even fold
f-ck the industry
we still hittin l!cks
rich or poor
if you playing both sides
you gon get your folks fried
if you ever mark the code
you might get a boat ride
i remember selling dope
back when berg was dunk ryder
now i got a label
swamp records
the empire
still road running
ripping threads off the tires
if a n-gga said that i was p-ssy
he a liar
put them bands up on yo ass
i’ll have my youngins line ya
ag swamp i’m in the b-tch
you know that boy on fire
b-tch i ain’t no role model
got remix in this double cup
been grinding for three days straight
yeah i done see the sun come up
before my n-gga andrew died
he told me go and run it up
plotting on a bentley truck
i’m tryna f-ck the summer up
you hungry for a 360
you sign the line
you dumb as f-ck
rather be my own boss
before a label set me up
we came up now we gon floss
what the f-ck the about to tell me now
made a gamble at my own cost
tell these n-ggas stop that selling out
young n-gga popping sh-t
always knew that i be rich
had this vision since a jit
so i had to make a switch
mama said i need to chill
but i’m trying to go legit
flood that watch on my wrist
for every stone that’s a brick
if you playing both sides
you gon get your folks fried
if you ever mark the code
you might get a boat ride
i remember selling dope
back when berg was dunk ryder
now i got a label
swamp records
the empire
still road running
ripping threads off the tires
if a n-gga said that i was p-ssy
he a liar
put them bands up on yo ass
i’ll have my youngins line ya
ag swamp i’m in the b-tch
you know that boy on fire
letras aleatórias
- bozza › letra de trapfilm - bozza
- goldenchild backwoodz studioz › letra de 4 what (remix) - goldenchild (backwoodz studioz)
- бакей bakey › letra de мы с тобой (you and me) - бакей (bakey)
- armens › letra de pourquoi - armens
- jacques higelin › letra de buster k - jacques higelin
- ron tas › letra de no more restrictions - ron tas
- alien family › letra de evil - alien family
- bloody hawk › letra de βαλς (vals) - bloody hawk
- the blow › letra de hock it - the blow
- jula › letra de byłam - jula