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letra de heatin' it up - brandon

[intro]
i love you, papi

[chorus]
i know i’m scoring the point, so mocking the ball
stand on my money i’m selfie thought
they flocking on me cause i’m making the calls
still making the deals with banding the law
i ain’t make through h-ll, so that must be a god
be telling this b-tches i’m beating the odds
foot on the neck and i might take it off
been heatin’ it up and it’s not cooling off

[verse 1]
it’s not like i don’t know, i knowing what i’m doing
just do what i say, i hate when we losing
i plan on my days, i don’t like confusing
go straight to the source i’ve beg assuming
look at my statement i see ‘em improving
stirring the pot cause all is bruin
tended to money, thе floss is fluent
i ride in matches that’s why i stay booming
building my family onе step at time
it’s bigger than me, i want all of us to shine
the table is turning we don’t gotta do crime
change our ways no more begging the dimes
i roll through back, i don’t waiting in line
look at all their faces they look surprise
i was f-cked up the first time getting to high
then i remember i’m one of a kind

[verse 2]
they telling me keep going, if you resist
she see how i’m moving and it’s hard to resist
i’ll blow me some more and make me a hit
i know my recessed make them p-ssed
brody-vogue drinkin protecting my six
bags of flown it’s hard not to dripp
money contagiously i got me a niche
they pay me to speak bruh, i psyching my gifts
and this is not a hobby i building on my freedom
the way i working they ain’t going beat ‘em
i telling my people just follow i lead ‘em
they make half way i go back and i meet them
and if they are hungry for more i’m ready to feed ‘em
show ‘em the way, i see them leaving
me dollar my people, see what i’m seeing
man on my word you can tell i agree on
[chorus]
i know i’m scoring the point, so mocking the ball
stand on my money i’m selfie thought
they flocking on me cause i’m making the calls
still making the deals with banding the law
i ain’t make through h-ll, so that must be a god
be telling this b-tches i’m beating the odds
foot on the neck and i might take it off
been heatin’ it up and it’s not cooling off

- brandon

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