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letra de just smarter! / being honest!* - autumn!

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[chorus]
t-ha, what i say?
these n–ga work way harder than me, maybe, but i’m just smarter
i’ve got a b-tch in the 6, i’m dunking that sh-t just like vince carter
know when sh-t get sticky, no, we ain’t pressin’, test the waters, t-ha
i get love back home, she make me just like my father
there’s this one lil’ chick that want me to meet, but i can’t bother
i just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow
[?] in the sky, i’m finna start callin’ these n–gas roger
this b-tch keep gettin’ on my nerves, said, “that’s just not my problem”
5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon’ need a doctor
up that switch and make these n–gas play dead, just like a possum
i’ve been and spent fifty k this year alone, i’m stuck gettin’ pasta
she like, “dreadheads do it the best,” well, come and join this roster, ha
she tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me kevin costner
i spent twenty k on these guns, you really think we boxin’?
some of my n–gas really animals, they’re apes and foxes
put that .45 to his melon, knock him out his conscience
she want d-ck tomorrow, i said okay, but i can’t promise
you not my baddest b-tch, if i said that, then i’d be lying, t-ha
she tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin’
my n–gas mix and mix sh-t up, like they got a thing for science
this a bad b-tch party, bring your friends, you’re all invited
once you [?] always get divided
i’ve been rich two years, just chasin’ my dreams as if i’m dyin’
[bridge]
crazy to think i got this far with a mic and a lil’ recordin’, t-ha
if i’m being honest, all that sh-t i’ve started, i could be your father
a lot of y’all n–gas be b-tches, i wouldn’t even call you my daughters

[chorus]
t-ha, what i say?
these n–ga work way harder than me, maybe, but i’m just smarter
i’ve got a b-tch in the 6, i’m dunking that sh-t just like vince carter
know when sh-t get sticky, no, we ain’t pressin’, test the waters, t-ha
i get love back home, she make me just like my father
there’s this one lil’ chick that want me to meet, but i can’t bother
i just love them beats, just speak on pain and all my sorrow
[?] in the sky, i’m finna start callin’ these n–gas roger
this b-tch keep gettin’ on my nerves, said, “that’s just not my problem”
5.56 green tip hit him, and he gon’ need a doctor
up that switch and make these n–gas play dead, just like a possum
i’ve been and spent fifty k this year alone, i’m stuck gettin’ pasta
she like, “dreadheads do it the best,” well, come and join this roster, ha
she tryna make a movie, well, go ahead and call me kevin costner
i spent twenty k on these guns, you really think we boxin’?
some of my n–gas really animals, they’re apes and foxes
put that .45 to his melon, knock him out his conscience
she want d-ck tomorrow, i said okay, but i can’t promise
you not my baddest b-tch, if i said that, then i’d be lying, t-ha
she tryna hurt my feelings, ha, babygirl, thanks for tryin’
my n–gas mix and mix sh-t up, like they got a thing for science
this a bad b-tch party, bring your friends, you’re all invited
once you [?] always get divided
i’ve been rich two years, just chasin’ my dreams as if i’m dyin’

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