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letra de again - fredo

[chorus: fredo]
tryna get on the forbes list, i did it again
my chains cost a mortgage, i’m dripping again
we’re touring the city, we’re litty again
your girls always ringing but i’m busy again
i just heard my bro’s back in prison again
d-mn, you’re still my nig to the end
she said she’s my friend, why’s she stripping again?
and this raps working out but i’m whipping again

[verse 1: fredo]
it’s a litty committee, she’s ringing i’m busy
all my n-ggas are with me, i’m still sinning like billy
and free my n-gga billy
i’m speeding in the city
i’m freezing from the pinky, gotta keep a dipper with me
gelato for breakfast is slowing me down
she’s sucking on it quietly, i’m blowing the loud
they never even noticed, they knowing me now
i got all types of model b-tches phoning me down
i’m still up on the block bro, i’m holding it down
we’re all that we got, shout all of my dargs
when i’m booked for a show, know you’re all in the car
all them n-ggas that we lost, know you’re all in my heart
look i’ve been through them ups and downs
running round for a hundred pounds, now all the jewels dem are busted down
p said you’re too big to be sitting in pen
sold out my new tour man i did it again

[verse 2: ratlin]
yo, i swear we came a long way from the block like
my whole block nice
no surprise all this ice got me lit, sold weight till i got right
we at the top now
i’m bout to drop a whole pie on my wrist
like i’ve seen it before, b-tches love man
uptown living with my dons, no contract
20 on my pg, jeweller in my contacts
n-ggas talk beef but i swear they don’t want that
i’m still thuggin’ till i’m rich
they f-ck now we touring, these n-ggas ain’t sh-t
all these chains on this stage like they thought it was a l!ck
these chains cost a mortgage, she f-cking for a tip
i been stunting from a kid
all this fame got the block lively, 10k up on my pinky man they not like me
catch me in the city with my dons sliding, full clip up in this drizzy cos we so icy

[verse 3: mystro]
i stepped out the gate and jumped straight in a range
i got right back to it, i ain’t playing no games
my cunch lines ripping, hit the plug and buy a brizzy
i swear my patterns different, fam i put that on zane
all those nights up in prison but i didn’t break
all this light in the kitchen, i’ve been whipping all day
i done whipped me a foreign now i need me a jane
my whip games crazy it be needing restraints
all those nights i was broke i can’t even explain
i had to hit the strip and then hit it again
i slipped and did a bidding then did it again
but now everything’s lit and we’re living again
all my guys in the bin got me missing my friends
long nights on the strip got me missing my bed
this life was get boring, then bro started touring
it’s a litty committee anywhere we step

- fredo

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