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letra de moderation - coms

(hook):
this be that villainous k!llin the music the difference of needs and of wants
this be that if i envision it bet that i’m gettin it, tell me who finishing coms/
this be that humble and this be that flex, this saving money and runnin my checks
this be some those who ignited me hopin to silence me, tell em i’m right at they necks/

(verse 1):
i talk the women, the money, the comeup, and flexin my clothing it’s all that you know
think bout the differences building if i decide maybe to make it and switch up the flow/
artistry farther me, music it father me lately releasin it all at a show
proud of accomplishments i’m feelin dominant, still i got mountains and valleys to go/
f-ck all of that buzz that a certain young blood tried to bite then ate off name
i could see bad intent from the way sh-t went at the moment and the minute y’all came/
stick to lame lil spot y’all claim, say you with the real sh-t boy i doubt it
i can hear whole lotta talk, false counts of the guap, godd-mn bet the bottom overcrowded/
amigos be locos, borrachos en fotos, y sucias all wanna play
but i got music and money they all want it from me, so they don’t get time of the day/
disrupt just hit me to make em decay, he say the sh-t then you head to the dirt
i don’t care who are are, who you with, imma go stupid hit all of you threats with the work/

(verse 2):
say what you want but we all needin money to get up and get out create and survive
if that’s the case and that’s just how it be, g, i’m doin the best i can while staying alive/
direct deposit this knowledge to mind, i got these goals that i seek and i take
one of them gettin to restin no stressin me pressure extinct moderating my cake/
won’t stop till a platinum plaque, and after that
i gotta get em back to back/
set the fam up so they catching racks
get the grands up they won’t have to jack/
these b-st-rd rats, ain’t wanna see me work and play
just he-rs- and pray i lowered in the dirt today/
regurgitate
the flow that they heard my words and served inside a verse, but i merked away/
last year, took a couple l’s but i told myself that i’d bounce back
my life a movie, i make a scene then make a song for my sound track/
i chase music, y’all chase cheese, i won’t get caught in that mouse trap
i was meant for those billboards, y’all all stick to sound cloud raps/

- coms

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