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letra de getting closer - blo

[intro]
(exo)
i ain’t gotta kick it, i
mr. miyagi (deuxe made this one)

[verse]
got a switch, i ain’t doin’ no boxin’
i ain’t really gotta kick it, it can go down, f-ck with the movement, mr. miyagi
couple hundred for a bimmer, i’ma still treat it like it’s a toboggan
bro saw my contract, he ain’t even care about the m, he was too stuck on robbin’
one-fifty for a cadillac, it was me, he ain’t even care how he parked it
hop out kel-tec, yeah, or the prl, shootout right on marlborough
but we was the only ones shootin’, the opps, boy, they was harmless
jeans cost a ticket, do you know what i paid for these garments?
i’m sittin’ on a bunk, but if thеy pop these doors, i’ll pop out crazy
might go lamb chop, might go trackhawk jeep, just might go mercеdes
7 p.m., she better meet me at the gate, b-tch, i been missin’ my baby
never been to ‘bama, but i got smackers in ‘bama, them n-ggas go honeykomb brazy
my life been gettin’ famous
got the money to bust this watch, but i feel like a grown-up ’cause it’s plain
just balled with some rap money, i got clothes and i bought a plane
and we got church as well
got the llc to a new truck company, who the f-ck got they cdl?
who do you know that been inconsistent? i’m on a h-ll of a run
i been recordin’ myself while sittin’ in prison, tryna make somethin’ out of nothin’
no, i’m not proud about my decisions, look how far i overcome
we seen the bottom, but we on the way up, we gotta go to the slums
we seen the bottom, but we on the way up, advance, the label to pay up
i got b-tches that wish i could lay up
real player, i’d rather just pay up
got off the elevator, took the stairs
got terps with millions of flavors
no, i ain’t cuffin’ no scram, that’s shady
ain’t no smoke ‘less it’s beef with the label
that mean i ain’t droppin’ music when i wanna drop music
but they know i’m still independent and own all of my music
but they know i just go and spend it while they pay me for music
that’s your b-tch, but i can’t tell ’cause why this groupie-ass ho keep choosin’?
they was sleep on the kid, keep snoozin’
get on bullsh-t, call up bully
say that’s your main n-gga, he’s a loser
got a play on the line, but i ain’t spoofin’
my uncle was the brick man, but he changed his life, now he drywall and roofing
that sh-t slight, i feel like nike, don’t think about it, just do it
my favorite b-tch say the word, they don’t live, if it was a billion dollars
my favorite pill is the percocet pill, it got me noddin’ off
know the seven, it wasn’t real, i can’t f-ck with y’all
free the real, shout out to the ones that answer calls

- blo

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