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letra de through the wind - augustfame

[verse 1]
i know the money been calling
so i be up early in the morning
chasing rings like i’m sonic
ima get it if i want it
i came up very unfortunate
so i’m trynna make me a fortune
they treating me like target
don’t got no time to be talking
i just go after the b-tch
i just might bag me a b-tch
you know what happening b-tch
this sh-t as bad as it gets
ain’t no more cap in this b-tch
watching how i’m mackin’ this b-tch
watch how i’m crackin’ this b-tch
watch how i act in this b-tch
watch how i act in this b-tch

[chorus]
outside looking in
against the odds we gon win
i’m just riding thru the wind
say you riding n—- when
pray to god for my sins
c-ck the steal we on ten
copper wheels gon spin
we been riding thru night
won’t go out without a fight
i know i ain’t living right
aye
outside looking in
against the odds we gon win
i’m just riding thru the wind
say you riding n—- whеn
pray to god for my sins
c-ck the steal we on tеn
copper wheels gon spin
we been riding thru night
won’t go out without a fight
i know i ain’t living right
[verse 2]
yeah fresh out my bag
fresh out the stash yeah fresh out the clip
and i’m fresh out the mag
come back the fast way and bust out the back end
these hoes get attached i don’t bust out the magnums
these n—- ain’t a match my n—- i wouldn’t chance it
trynna chase a bag you n—- couldn’t imagine
i got the zone and my flow manifested
you got a cold cuz you nose infected
i got this sh-t going up goin crazy
sneak thru the back if they delay me
i got some freaky hoes they trynna take me
threesome my b-tches like baby on baby
you son of b-tches could never come fade me
i cannot f-ck with lil mama she lazy
i gotta get me lil b-tch that gon pay me
i gotta get me lil b-tch that gon prrr…..
what you thought
came out the pit like i’m out the dark
wave my flag like a matador
they talk sh-t that’s a lot bark
i’m with the sh-t we a lot apart
sack that b-tch like i’m polamalu
yeah bust out the cage like a pack a dogs
can’t take no name n—- say no more
yeah fresh off the plane trynna run it back
i switched the lanes i coming back
i want the brain i don’t want the s-x
got in the game now i’m on they neck
bad lil b-tch she don’t talk back
she be trynna f-ck we don’t talk at all
dough boy dough boy drop it off
dough boy dough boy drop it off
picking up the pace we ain’t falling off
you ain’t w the gang n—- knock it off
real n—- things what you talking bout
yeah i spit the flames n—- cotton mouth
picking up the pace we ain’t falling off
you ain’t w the gang n—- knock it off
real n—- things what you talking bout
yeah i spit the flames n—- cotton mouth
yeah
[chorus]
outside looking in
against the odds we gon win
i’m just riding thru the wind
say you riding n—- when
pray to god for my sins
c-ck the steal we on ten
copper wheels gon spin
we been riding thru night
won’t go out without a fight
i know i ain’t living right
aye
outside looking in
against the odds we gon win
i’m just riding thru the wind
say you riding n—- when
pray to god for my sins
c-ck the steal we on ten
copper wheels gon spin
we been riding thru night
won’t go out without a fight
i know i ain’t living right

- augustfame

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