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letra de redemption - calboy

[intro]
oh, oh-oh, yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
(run that back turbo)
ayy (woo)

[chorus]
baby, i’ve been trappin’ all these bales, send that package through the mail
ain’t ’bout money then don’t call my phone
baby, i’m that n-gga, tell the truth, on my set, i got the juice
lookin’ for me, you can call my phone
i know in the end they gon’ bail, [?] that’s the trail
when it’s over, yeah, they all go home
yeah, i did it for redemption (i did it for redemption), yeah
yeah, i did it for redemption (i did it for redеmption)

[verse 1]
ayy, f-ck that sh-t, let’s run it back, let’s talk ’bout my upcoming then (ayy)
i donе been through sh-t that left me f-cked up, please, just understand (ayy)
we was gettin’ busy in that trap, was servin’ underhand (ayy)
popped a n-gga then i dreamed about it then i popped a xan (ayy)
might turn up your city, ain’t no tellin’ when we poppin’ in (ayy)
extra drip, it got me super groovy, feel like rocket man (ayy)
confident in your words, why your hands still in your pockets then? (ayy)
body language help you spot a p-ssy, you best watch your steps (ayy)
i know where i come from, straight up out that bas-m-nt (ayy)
i know where i got it, straight up out the pavement (ooh, ooh)
i hope if you owe me, you not late on payment (ooh, ooh)
i roll with my bl!cky, please, don’t make me spray it
[chorus]
baby, i’ve been trappin’ all these bales, send that package through the mail
ain’t ’bout money then don’t call my phone
baby, i’m that n-gga, tell the truth, on my set, i got the juice
lookin’ for me, you can call my phone
i know in the end they gon’ bail, [?] that’s the trail
when it’s over, yeah, they all go home
yeah, i did it for redemption (i did it for redemption), yeah
yeah, i did it for redemption (i did it for redemption)

[verse 2]
ayy, you can’t even give up if you’re tired of tryin’ (tired of tryin’)
ayy, momma said i’m gon’ shine with this lil’ [?] nine ([?] nine)
ayy, i had to get on the grind, just f-ck a lil’ 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
ayy, i can’t be wastin’ no time, no time to wine and dine (ayy, ayy)
ayy, she wanna touch my heart, b-tches who [?] mine
yeah, i got racks, look at these diamonds shine (diamonds shine)
ayy, she like, “boy, you trippin'”, b-tch, i’m kinda high (kinda high)
ayy, baby, i’ve been lit up, i’ve tryna fly (ooh, ooh)
you a slime, fold up, thuggin’
the opps slide, that slow mo’ got me clutchin’ (boom)
i’m a young boy most them n-ggas old [?] dust, ayy
and i stand on bidness, i had bro go buss (b-tch)

- calboy

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