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letra de 21 flow - abstract thoughtz

[intro: s.b da don]

bomboclat!
the boy wit the greats
the verse that will have motherf-ckers hatin’
but at the same time they gon’ relate
let’s go man, yeah boy
wagwan?

[verse 1: s.b da don]

i be f-ckin’ up sometimes i need sp-ce (i need sp-ce!)
need something to ease my mind for the day (for the day!)
other rappers claimin’ best let’s debate (let’s debate!)
we gon’ listen bar for bar play the tape (play the tape!)
you know numbers ain’t gon’ lie who gets play (who gets play?)
yeah i started from the bottom it feel great (it feels great)
double back to when i ain’t have a cent (i ain’t have sh-t)
used to hustle mowing lawns every day (every day!)
i was broke i ain’t had no food on my plate (i ain’t have no sh-t)
pockets was lookin’ funny i ain’t make no sense (i ain’t have no sh-t!)
why they used to laugh at me gettin’ paid? (what?!)
i even ask them for the help they didn’t give me a cent (they didn’t give me sh-t)
it don’t matter where you work get the cake (get the cake)
give me wrong advice that’s being fake (that’s being fake!)
heard that hoe told someone that i ain’t sh-t (she said i ain’t sh-t)
same ones come around when you gettin’ cake (gettin’ cake!)
same ones leave when you scr-ppin’ plates (scr-ppin’ plates!)
keep my circle small no squares around us (no squares)
solo talk when it’s war we gon’ bust (we gon’ bust!)
a n-gg- cold hearted f-ck that loud talk (f-ck that loud talk!)
catch me by my lonely still walk that talk (i walk that talk!)
yeah n-gg- i am bout that (bout that! that’s facts!)

[verse 2: yung raq]

yeah, yeah
it’s yung raq get ’em

yung raq on the track i feel great (i feel great!)
smokin’ on some sh-t that put you outersp-ce (outersp-ce!)
haters gonna hate i put ’em in they place (in they place!)
cause these n-gg-s wanna reach across my plate (cross my plate!)
so i go and reach across and smack they face (smack they face!)
so you b-tch -ss n-gg-s really know yo place (know ya place!)
get up out my sp-ce i know it’s too late (it’s too late!)
for you n-gg-s out here huntin’ for the cake (for the cake!)
cause my n-gg-s hungry and it ain’t no sp-ce (ain’t no sp-ce!)
for you n-gg-s that just stood around and wait (round and wait!)
we just gotta get it if we gotta hurt you do it (do it!)
promise that my n-gg-s like jordan n-gg- we just do it (do it!)
and we spit it just so fluent and we k!llin’ y’all (y’all)
cause we just want these dollars and we just wanna ball (ball)
everybody say we k!llin’ sh-t like ten feet tall (tall)
i’m a giant to these n-gg-s call me honest y’all (bucks!)
promise that i’m not f-ckin’ wit you fake n-gg-s (n-gg-s)
cause this cake is what i wanna get if i pull a trigger (trigger)
then a n-gg- gotta die and i ain’t even gangsta (gangsta)
promise that i ain’t a w-nksta neither (ether)
i just spit the ether (ether) i just k!ll you n-gg-s (k!ll ’em)
cause i’m tryna get the cake and you’re in the way (in the way)
sayin’ that you been so fly boy that’s not today
i saw that you was fake flyin’ boy that’s not the way

[hook: ceez]

we ain’t for the talk boy you know we hittin’ licks (hittin’ licks!)
abstract thoughtz you already know the clique (know the clique!)
pour one for the homies pour another for the jit (for the jit!)
tryna play the kingz i want his head on a stick (stick!)

pull out the stick [x12]

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