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letra de success - frankie the one

[verse 1]

i hop up out of bed; say my prayers like a g
i pray like it’s up to god; i work like it’s up to me
keeping it sucker free, you can tell by the stance
we ain’t in concert if it ain’t about the bands
understand, greatness is all i seek
when you seek success you’re sacrificing sleep
chasing dreams is priceless, sleep’s a dime a dozen
but the less i’m seeing of her the more i flirt with her cousin
death is not a deterrent when you aim to be a legend
off the strength of my essence you’ll piss yourself in my presence, peasants
flowing like the water in the amazon
i bring life to my region, you other f-ckers just babel on
i could care less about the hype he had
the way i kick it man you’d think it was a nike ad
sublime sk!ll expected from a professional
substance over style and my style is impeccable

[verse 2]

i can’t be bothered with harming a doubting thomas
like dropping an atomic bomb just to off a dude in an office
regardless of what they think, i know i’m the f-cking best
y’all gon feel me like the girls that i ain’t f-cking, yet
no chemistry with lames, we leave you right where we found you
coz you resonate with each molecule that surrounds you
if a single drop makes a whole pool ripple
understand why the squad wants nothing to do with you
seeing through your persona, a wannabe shot caller
hollering bout your honour but really you’re doing nada
instead of getting caught up pretending to be a baller
take a shot and make a dollar like kobe or malala
see we eating a little with a zeal for more
so we gon’ run the town til our heels are sore
bad b-tches pray for designer products like prada
we just wanna be the ones that they kneel before

[verse 3]

straight advice for players who want to play it right
avoid the hater type, surround yourself with your a-alike
cats here to master their craft to make a greater life
don’t let them sell you dreams or you might pay the price
no, you ain’t my nigga if there’s a need to ask it
if it’s ride or die, a lot of you needing caskets
see me doing my business and you b-tches act bitter
‘cause your character’s limited, you twitter -ss niggas
criticised ‘cause i’m after the stacks
but i’m a hustler homie, i just happen to rap
i got designs on being king
if you thought i wasn’t shit you blind or seeing things, fool
nobody ever survived life
so i’ll only be afraid if i had to die twice
i’mma rake the profits until i’m laid in a coffin
so haters and naysayers can’t say that i never got ‘em, you got it?

- frankie the one

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