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letra de bean flow - chow mane

[intro]
yee, aye
aye
let me get ready, man
yeesh!
from the west coast to the far east, you feel me
just, vibe with me y’all
vibe with me y’all
aye zuma
look
[hook]
why you fakin’ love to me bro you know what you did
i’m into makin’ money i ain’t into makin’ friends
treat my worries like a pistol i just throw ’em off the bridge
every month a different flight i’m always changin’ where i live
i been with your bm got your baby in my crib
she wasn’t really cheatin’ only barely took the tip
no cap inside these raps just like a mall without a lids
got the city f-ckin with me always tеll me that i’m lit

[verse 1]
i’m california livin’ but my denim come from tokyo
eyеs on my chain now i feel like yugi moto
rappin’ cool but really i’m tryna become a mogul
and f-ck under the moonlight with baby in a kimono yea
i can’t show my face around the tank they takin’ photos
this music sh-t so vain sometimes i’m just strokin’ my ego
i wonder why these kids around me lookin up to me for
guess my story just too real it strike a note with all these people
i’ma put my foot up on the gas like it’s a yellow light
they hatin’ cuz they dead inside i pray i help ’em get a life
rick ross bar, i’m not a star but i shine h-lla bright
even by myself i’m goin hard like it was televised
yes i’m
big big steppin’
shoutout to stunnaman
pockets like a kitchen drawer i stuff ’em fulla rubber bands
san jose to shanghai i’m international, understand
my prices just went up better book me now i ain’t comin’ back
[hook]
why you fakin’ love to me bro you know what you did
i’m into makin’ money i ain’t into makin’ friends
treat my worries like a pistol i just throw ’em off the bridge
every month a different flight i’m always changin’ where i live
i been with your bm got your baby in my crib
she wasn’t really cheatin’ only barely took the tip
no cap inside these raps just like a mall without a lids
got the city f-ckin with me always tell me that i’m lit

[verse 2]
now the rain is fallin’
that don’t happen that often
drip is caustic, schedule got me exhausted
i been goin harder than ever they thought i lost it
this jet life is harder when you the one in the c-ckpit
now i got fendi on my body not from sellin’ p’s
i’m countin’ curren$y sippin’ on xo hennessy
don’t want the neck gimme neko and that’s in j-panese
i ain’t even started yet actually if you askin’ me
it’s bigger checks i been cashin’ i got these figures like action
the p-ssy taste like molasses it feel like surfin’ a lapras
the goal not cars or a mansion homie you got the game backwards
that should just come with the passion
get money then give it back
matter fact
just listen to these racks
if you can’t see division maybe you can’t do the math
i’m ridin’ down mission with a pocket full of gas
goin’ fast, i ain’t first but i swear i’ma make it last
[hook]
why you fakin’ love to me bro you know what you did
i’m into makin’ money i ain’t into makin’ friends
treat my worries like a pistol i just throw ’em off the bridge
every month a different flight i’m always changin’ where i live
i been with your bm got your baby in my crib
she wasn’t really cheatin’ only barely took the tip
no cap inside these raps just like a mall without a lids
got the city f-ckin with me always tell me that i’m lit

- chow mane

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