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letra de boss up - alfred abalony

[intro]
all you just say is- you just talk, ya know?
i don’t wanna talk anymore. just do it, feel me?
yeah, 909

[verse 1]
yeah they told me i was dumb, cause they looking at my grades
don’t say you know dimitrius if you just like his braids
man i pull up with bilal, yeah he whipping q50
with the tinted windows, while we riding round the city
might just see your face, if i do then it’s a joust
how many motherf-ckers can we fit in this house?
yeah, all these f-cking girls on my mind, i don’t need em
man i’m tryna get this money, give a f-ck about my freedom
i ain’t tryna leave my cave, don’t you know that i’m a wolf?
and i’m getting work done, while you smoke up on that boof

[hook x3]
boss up, moving quick, catch up or get lost
don’t get left up in the dust, while we racing past the clock
there’s no time just to waste, unless you like where you stay
it’s just plots to be talked, it’s just money to be made
don’t ever hit my line unless you’re tryna get this cake
unless you’re tryna get this guala, wasn’t always this way
til i realized them other dudes, nah they wasn’t serious
i can’t say that i’m hungry motherf-cker, i’m delirious, so

[verse 2]
stomp a stoge out, in my rothco boots
tryna get me to come out, but i just stay up in the stu
yeah they tryna cloud my mind, but it’s stainless like it’s steel
little jony said i couldn’t rap, now ask him how he feel
when i play him all my sh-t, he just don’t know what to do
yeah he don’t know what to say, we start jumping like a zoo
as we looking at each other, i go call up on my crew
like “this sh-t is so good, i just can’t believe it’s you”
i been prepping, for a while, but i know, that it’s time
right now, to get serious, i do this by design
they can pull up, with the talk, yeah but all i hear is birds
cause your execution always speak louder than your words, so

[hook x2]
boss up, moving quick, catch up or get lost
don’t get left up in the dust, while we racing past the clock
there’s no time just to waste, unless you like where you stay
it’s just plots to be talked, it’s just money to be made
don’t ever hit my line unless you’re tryna get this cake
unless you’re tryna get this guala, wasn’t always this way
til i realized them other dudes, nah they wasn’t serious
i can’t say that i’m hungry motherf-cker, i’m delirious, so

- alfred abalony

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