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letra de money trees freestyle - cozy boy karma

now, i could’ve been anybody else in the world
but i chose myself
could’ve looked after the task i was handed, i chose my health
never had sh-t, could’ve flaunted all this
but i’m an artist, i chose my stealth
all of a sudden they wanna hate, i debate the logic
hate when optics ain’t on the same plane
then again y’all fly coach
i’m first cl-ss finna raid the game like roaches
float in the parts of life that y’all drown in
see a n-gg- doing his thing and y’all down him
d-mn
what a shame
when i rise from the dirt, dirt thrown on my name
still here though, no fears, i ain’t going nowhere til i’m d-mn well ready
lotta freddie’s in the world tryna kill my dreams
it seems these scenes ain’t friendly
tryna bring the real back to nyc these sucka mcs wanna end me
good luck, no weapon formed shall prosper
need a doctor to operate on the proctor who dears to test me
i, play the rap game just like chess no mates muhf-cker
it’s rare to check me i’m too blessed
n-gg-s like let’s be friends instead
i’m too stressed, i’ll speak the truth man, yours too stretched
tryna bite off me, you go toothless, i swear i’m here
better never let it out your ears
what i care about judgement i’m living right
what i care about functions doing life
what i look like giving up my fight
n-gg- i’m a winner you a sinner i deliver light
can’t out me, and how could you doubt me, the punchlines rhonda, they knock like a rousey
aroused by the death of these clowns all around me
surrounded in outer sp-ce and y’all drowsy
guess the pressure really make a n-gg- sleep
i’m a shepherd you a sheep it’s time you allow me to lead
just breathe, with ease i’ll change the world and never cop no plea
on me, oh me, oh my, you ain’t ever seen a n-gg- seem to be so fly
my style is mines, it’s free and wild, and unrestricted
i’m lifted on mount olympus
i, sent this to the world named gifted, if it happens that you might miss it
wake the f-ck up
b-tch you slipping
who the f-ck are you sleeping on
til the sun up
keep it pimping
i ain’t tripping on women bro
know, that i, never, lack
if i did that i’d never get these stacks
i’m a facts machine yeah
run that back
know a lot of these bars done breached your max

- cozy boy karma

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