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letra de walk away - allstar jr

[intro]
how could you ever walk away?
(the coal cash collection)
after all i’ve done for you?
(welcome to get a bag records)
i feel like there’s a knife in my back, babe (let’s get a bag)
you might as well pull it all the way through
(ayo, cash, i think we got one)

[verse 1: allstar jr]
sippin’ champagne in louis, i ain’t picked out a shoe yet
this money sh-t you hear these n-ggas lyin’ ’bout, i do that
f-ck her, i’ll smack this b-tch tonight and get a new cat
f-ck her, i’ll crack this b-tch tonight and get a new rat
i was broke, ain’t n0body pick me up, n-gga
you got some blues, well, i’m tryna pick ’em up, n-gga
got somebody waitin’, i ain’t gon’ be stuck with ’em
five hundred of ’em and it ain’t enough, n-gga
‘caine jumpin’ from the line, call it aaron gordon
brodie hit you from the top, call it eric gordon
smokin’ on this blunt cost a b-tch a pair of jordans
suckin’ for some months, b-tch won’t get a pair of jordans
we ain’t just gettin’ jacks gone, i had a bunch of lines
n-ggas get brain freeze, they hit the booth and lie
sellin’ zips of the pink, pull up, come get high
he ain’t hip it’s fake runtz, give me four-sixty-five
[interlude]
how could you ever walk away?
after all i’ve done for you?
i feel like there’s a knife in my back, babe
you might as well pull it all the way through

[verse 2: baby money]
can’t walk away from the streets, i never had a job
they don’t think i’d be sh-t if i ain’t have the mob
i got a rollie on my wrist, i need a patek now
we almost at our destination, b-tch, don’t panic now
n-gga, the dog so good, it got ’em passin’ out
the work movin’ so fast, they think we pass it out
we get all the best work, they think we had a scout
they gave my dog twenty-five and he maxin’ out
we serve blues for forty-five, take that route, i need a ticket
thought i f-cked off a perc’, when i’m in it, hit different
call that boy andrew, he get that stick and get to wiggin’
y’all boys ain’t really out the way, i heard y’all n-ggas only sendin’
fishscales in the house, i ain’t never been fishin’
crib worth five thousand, made a million out the kitchen
buyin’ sh-t two times, i had to stop wearin’ balenci’
wear it once, give it away, this sh-t ain’t nothin’ when you get it

[outro]
how could you ever walk away?
after all i’ve done for you?
i feel like there’s a knife in my back, babe
you might as well pull it all the way through

- allstar jr

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