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letra de no brakes - cezar

no brakes no, brakes, these n-ggas fake
f-ck em n-gga give me cake
no brakes, no days off
on my mama i’ma get it, b-tch i want it all
no brakes, no brakes, these n-ggas fake
f-ck em n-gga give me cake
i’m just a kid from the dirt, out here goin’ hard
now these b-tches wishin’ they could f-ck me when i hit bar
no brakes, no brakes, these n-ggas fake
f-ck em n-gga, give me cake
and i’m still getting money in the fastlane
million dollar dreams on my mind i ain’t tryna wait

n-ggas jackin’, keep a ratchet, my 40 fashion
coolin’ lowkey on the drive, smokin’ laffy taffy
wit a b-tch from milwaukee, getting sloppy toppy
my n-gga called and said its live off the ship from cali
joog i pull up in the hood
these streets been getting crazy still i wish a n-gga would
my city goin’ under we just lost that n-gga gutta
man i never met ya dawg but i heard you did them numbers
i come from cap drive that’s all we be about
get em get em out, keep it quiet as a mouse
only noise you hear me making is the loud inside my mouth
i let the hustle speak man i’ve never seen a drought
uh i swear that paper give me life
if was money was a b-tch i’d probably make that ho my wife
til then i’m ridin’ dolo vision sharper than a knife
got the bando going loco, ’cause my migo dropped the price

no brakes no brakes, these n-ggas fake
f-ck em n-gga give me cake, no brakes no days off
on my mama i’ma get it, b-tch i want it all
i’m just a kid from the dirt, out here goin’ hard
now these b-tches wishin’ they could f-ck me when i hit bar
no brakes no brakes these n-ggas fake
f-ck em n-gga give me cake
i can’t stop b-tch i’m tryna make a joog
tryna get the mazi and my people out the hood

i gotta get it i gotta make it
’cause that broke sh-t where i’m from ain’t tolerated
i know some n-ggas if they want it they a come take it
2 keep 1 in my hometown that sh-t been trendin’ lately
these n-ggas scared of the grind
n-ggas scared of that heat but in love wit the shine
been tryna chill lately but them haters on my line
’cause i been on the road, while them n-ggas wastin’ time
then i popped up in the fourth like i’m kobe in his prime
bout to take it to the hole, i ain’t never droppin’ dimes
uh, the flow raw, n-gga no sh-t
now i’m tryna make some moves wit this bisquick

-hook-

- cezar

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