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letra de never miss - frankiesalles

yeah…
if somebody wanna act up we gon’ hit him with that beam
know my crew is steady strapped up, ain’t no coming in between
not too long ago this sh-t was nothing but a dream
i been grindin’ hard, i keep my focus on my team
now we drip designer, everybody got that cream
and these b-tches hold my sign up and they pop out and they scream
red gucci belt like there’s blood all on my jeans
and i’m dripped in louis v like there’s blood all on my feet
yeah bro i made it and i ain’t sorry for sh-t
nah i put my time in and yo, i deserve it, every bit
when you hit my phone i’ma bе like “what’s the sitch?”
blue diamonds floodеd like they was lilo and stitch
i’m content with what i got, i’ll never chase another b-tch
but if someone come for mine then you know we empty clips
leave him full of holes, they gon’ be calling him swiss
and my shooters get it done, they never fold they never miss d-mn
my shooters never miss, when they pop out this is it
i came up quick from nothing and i did it all legit
times were getting hard, i never fold, i never quit
so i’ma stack my bread, i promised farrah a new whip
my shooters never miss, when they pop out this is it
i came up quick from nothing and i did it all legit
times were getting hard, i never fold, i never quit
but i’ma stack my bread, i promised farrah a new whip
so i keep it real, i keep it real, with no hesitation
i’ma spit it how i live it with no reservations
yo, i barely touched the game but it feels amazing
this sh-t is looking sick and i’m the medication
all my brothers finna get it that’s the delegation
they gon’ get it when i’m rich, we gon’ split the payment
we gon’ split the payment, they ain’t gotta say when
i’ma love ’em all to death no matter how the day went
no matter how the day went we gotta pay rent
i’ma keep on writing raps ’til my days end
and when i’m gone i’ma leave it all behind
but if it ever happens play my song and please don’t cry
yeah, i lived life how i wanted so i won’t apologize
don’t be sad, c’mon momma, hold your head up, wipe those eyes
was living in the bas-m-nt now my crib is super-sized
and i don’t really mind if i sacrificed my life, nah

i gave this sh-t my all like i’m fighting a good fight
i been grindin’ hard, i had a lot of sleepless nights
i know that for my brothers i’ma go pick up the mic
i wouldn’t change a thing cause that’s the story of my life
now i’m dropping hits, you could say i never miss
i came up quick from nothing and i did it all legit
times were getting hard, i’ll never fold, i’ll never quit
i’ma stack my bread, i promised farrah a new whip, yeah

- frankiesalles

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