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letra de lames - aaron california

i’m sick of dealing with these lames
do not get it twisted unh-uh we are not the same
me i do it moving you just stay up in your lane
if you ain’t talking business get the h-ll up out my face
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane
ugh i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane

ugh i’m sick of dumbing my sh-t down
muhf-ckas know that i’m the smartest in my town
you look like a mark, my squad might put you in the ground
if i wasn’t sober i might drink up all your crown
used to say that i ain’t got no cash on it
now i’m on that showing out let’s flash on em
now i’m on that run your mouth get smashed on sh-t
you might wake up six feet in the ground for this
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout who you came for
f-ck around and you might wake up kidnapped in a range rover
f-ck around and you might wake up strapped down with your face boiling
f-ck with me and you might wake up stranded with your legs broken
this that “oh my god i’m in too deep” sh-t
i’m the type of monster you wish that you ain’t believed in
you’re the type of rapper i might sharpen up my t–th with
sick of all these f-ck boys out here rhyming for no reason
i’m sick of dealing with these lames
do not get it twisted unh-uh we are not the same
me i do it moving you just stay up in your lane
if you ain’t talking business get the h-ll up out my face
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane
ugh i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane

ugh i’m ’bout to hijack someone’s benz
i don’t give a f-ck my circle’s small not many friends
but the ones i’ve got are f-cking loyal to the end
you think that i’m crazy? well don’t bother asking them
used to be the kid that couldn’t pay for it
used to be the kid that couldn’t roll
now i’m respected everywhere i go
now you don’t want a problem, that’s for sure
understand that when i’m in the building you ain’t sh-t, boy
understand you’re at a deficit, boy
this is where you zip your f-cking lip, boy
before i pluck out all your t–th to get your grill, boy
this that you ain’t got nowhere to go sh-t
staring down the barrel you see aaron’s locked and loaded
i hope by now you’ve mustered all your focus
this the type of game that you can’t win if you’re a broke b-tch
i’m sick of dealing with these lames
do not get it twisted unh-uh we are not the same
me i do it moving you just stay up in your lane
if you ain’t talking business get the h-ll up out my face
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane
ugh i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
yah i’m sick of dealing with these lames
swear to god these f-ck boys ’bout to make me go insane

- aaron california

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