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letra de these daze - erick rush

[hook]
i hop out fresh on arrival
pull up, flex on arrival
pull up, s-x in the skypool
they used to ask me what i do
i hop out fresh on arrival
pull up, flex on arrival
pull up, s-x in the skypool
they used to ask me what i do
but now, nowadays
i don’t run out of bottles these days
i don’t run out of ganja to blaze
haven’t run into problems in days
i been running them out of my lane
i don’t run out of bottles these days
i don’t run out of ganja to blaze
haven’t run into problems in days
i been running them out of my lane

[verse 1]
lately they tell me i’m winning
lately they say i’m what the game is missing
but i been out here for a minute
pushing the limits, look how i finesse
look how i started at the bottom, look where i’m finished
i ain’t playing if i ain’t in it to win it
f-ck a label, do this sh-t independent
road running turned me into a menace
i remember stuffing work in my denims
dodging a sentence while rhyming in sentences
nowadays i’m riding on pegasus
grinding, i’m tryna leave some kind of legacy
as a lil boy this was all just a fantasy
n.a.v gon’ be a classic, bet the heist will be a classic
i’m just tryna feed the masses, but still keep it g for the trap n-ggas
i was in the streets from the lapse with em
bossed up when the motherf-ckin’ accident
count it up you gon think i’m doing calculus
i’m putting work take a look at all the callouses

[verse 2]
i’m the last n-gga standing
the last one to panic
tryna keep my head on the sofa cause i used to have a problem staying away from the bando
i’ma stack till my dough is gigantic
even if i get a little dough, i’ma expand it
i got the little ones and it’s organic
now i’m tryna turn the wave into atlantic
i did it for the bread for the [?]
i did it for the peeps, for my family
i swear these n-ggas sweet n-ggas candy
i can do this in my sleep, in my jammies
listen i been doing this for weeks you could tell that i’m a beast
when they put me on the beat i turn savage
i wanna be the best, i ain’t tryna waste breaths
i don’t even rest on the sabbath
n.a.v gon’ be a classic, bet the heist gon be a classic
i’m just tryna feed the masses, but still keep it g for the trappers
i was in the streets from the lapse with em
bossed up when the motherf-ckin’ accident
count it up you would think i’m doing calculus
i’m putting work take a look at all the callouses

- erick rush

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