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letra de illmatic - babyface ray

[intro]
young zay hit him, leave him where he lay

[verse 1]
i told that b-tch tell me lies, it don’t matter to me (it don’t matter to me)
tryna build my n-ggas up but they rather compete
i told her don’t be looking forward to no wedding wit’ me
’cause i’m married to that money and it’s rarely i cheat
i buy a seal, pour a four in my sleep
i can’t lie, yeah, i do enjoy it more with a bean
no regrets what i done, can’t erase what i seen
mash the pedal, everybody think i’m fleeing the scene
hang with us is a privilege, lifestyle of the week
quote numbers on a chicken, he ain’t buying no wing
the sh-t i’m doing not real, i might die in my dream
if i pay him good enough, he’ll drive ’em to me

[chorus]
boss n-gga get dirty wit’ the youngins ’cause this sh-t get real
(i can’t lie, man, this sh-t been real)
that’s why every day a n-gga on them meds ’cause this sh-t been ill
(boy if them folks try to slam you, have enough for a pill)

[verse 2]
i know some n-ggas saying f-ck school
bought that load, same n-gga go to truck school
get a statement from that n-gga you was cuffed too
fall off, bounce back, n-gga, f-ck you, haha (bounce back, n-gga, f-ck you)
balenciaga got lights like l.a. gears
in l.a. gettin’ noticed, man, this sh-t feel weird
first class on the delta, how you get here spirit?
load somethin’, drop a n-gga, it ain’t no more tears
fed up, my n-gga feelin’ down from the streets, his head up
i done struggled all them years, my bread up
i just f-cked her and her, a and-one
ain’t no feelings in this sh-t, i’m staying numb
[chorus]
boss n-gga get dirty wit’ the youngins ’cause this sh-t get real
(i can’t lie, man, this sh-t been real)
that’s why every day a n-gga on them meds ’cause this sh-t been ill
(boy if them folks try to slam you, have enough for a pill)

- babyface ray

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