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letra de george - ajhani & procopolis

part 1:
[verse one]
the less i have, the more i got
the less you get, the more i pop
in my notebook, my dreams i jot
restructuring the plot, my boys we on top
coming in smooth and heavy
the bag been heavy, you know this
i know my goals i’m on focus
and all you n-ggas take notice
i’ll name the n-ggas below us
i been a work-in a progress
you n-ggas don’t do the work, i guess
she texting me, i reply less
man i’m in love with the process
the rhythm is kickin, i’m making a k!llin’
hiwraeth sample flipping
bertha’s now what we whipping
look at the board, we winning
i’m in it for all or nothing
i feel like you all n-ggas be bluffing
i want it all or nothing
my dedication is surely something
i never force a connection
her criticisms were projections
i’m leading the direction
i stay hitting perfection
i told her we soulmates, cause i said so
copo beats hitting like they esco
man, we the best from the get-go
do i like y’all music? it’s not quite my tempo
[chorus]
i do what i love, you do what you told
i got good cards i won’t ever fold
i do what i love, you do what you told
i got good cards i won’t ever fold

[beat switch]

[verse two]
let’s get it copo
i won’t deny it, i’m a straight rider
avatar sh-t, i bend water with fire
close my eyes, my career get brighter
close curtains, you gotta retire
man, it’s different
my stock going up in interest
pin my quotes on your pinterest
you rapping, you met at my disinterest
bend these bars like magneto
doing what we love thats the credo
she know the words to my songs, inflate my ego
i got the ysl smell, hope i ain’t hit with a rico
did a country accent like a texan
taking over from weston to west end
all my losses turn into a lesson
i know the answers, who are you testing
[chorus]
i do what i love, you do what you told(uh)
i got good cards i won’t ever fold(uh)
i do what i love, you do what you told(uh)
i got good cards i won’t ever fold(uh)

[verse three]
the dash digital, the acclaim critical
the flows biblical, your bars criminal
i ain’t on fictional, my words a visual
passing and surpassing your pinnacle
i am a hustler
i could sell customs to customer
i could sell a single life to a lover
i could sell last place to a front runner
okay, okay, okay
it’s me and george on the freeway
if we catch ya, you ain’t get leeway
me, her and her friend that’s a- nevermind
they pass it to me, the race a relay
christmas this year
my presence be a present
you just becoming obsolescent
your existence is so incessant, yuh yuh

- ajhani procopolis

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