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letra de no comparison - callaway redd

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feel like a mathematician, i’m counting up these digits
you say that you on my level but your concert causing crickets
i did it all on my own, no pot to p-ss in
they telling me to quit but i ain’t never gonna listen
a year ago i was alone
now these people acting like we friends and they calling up my phone
let it hit the ringtone
all these people tryna get my cheese but i ain’t talking no provologne

ay, this sh-t coming to my dome, like sandy
people tryna get the sweet life likе candy
overseas b-tch she bе singing sea shanties
call up your phone cause your girl left her panties

ay, i came a long way from selling them grams
they said that they was there the whole time holding my hands
i remember days i ain’t have sh-t
i remember days i ain’t have it
money going up you know that sh-t be really stacking
i stack my money up so i can dunk feel like shaq
and speak on my name you get bombed like iraq
she smell like fish, i gotta dip, i ain’t no fisherman
and i feel like kobe the way i be swishing man

y’all muhf-cka’s tryna be like me
copying my music when they only unreleased
and you all up on my page like a muhf-cking b
then you saying that you better and i can’t even compete
get the f-ck off my d
just like grady, get your girl some plan b
cause your pullout game weak
yeah, your pullout game weak
yeah, your pullout game weak

- callaway redd

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