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letra de closer than most - french montana

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[intro]
what’s gucci my n-gga? what’s louis my k!lla?
i feel like i can’t follow in n0body footstep
getting guwop
(you know i pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my n-gga)
young n-gga, young n-gga, pop pills, make mills, young n-gga
young n-gga, young n-gga, young n-gga, young n-gga

[chorus]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-ggas lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant, on the choppa rant
pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop

[verse 1]
still-a in that trap getting guwop
out the sewer, now my crib the size of cuba
i be riding around with that blocka
we them brick squad, ask flocka
versace sh-t, silk the shocker
coulda been san quentin on lock
but i two’d up that ghost
i stack two floors that loaf
i be floor seats by that coach, i be fight seats by that rope
lately so sick i could vomit, gin with no tonic
cheat on my b-tch, you know i’m dishonest
but i’m just a product of my environment
young n-gga, young n-gga
pop pills, make mills young n-gga
got wrist, stay trill young n-gga
still talking that, still young n-gga
and i ain’t ever lose the chain
and shawty head stupid man

[chorus]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-ggas lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant, on the choppa rant
pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop
`
[verse 2]
get down or lay down
shoot everything up but a school or a playground
run sh-t like a greyhound
i’m in here, now who let the devil in?
i ain’t been taking my medicine
my trigger finger ain’t never been hesitant
i am your ruler, no measurements
you know i pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-pop, at your head my n-gga
cash money ‘til i die, even if i go broke, i still wouldn’t beg to differ
i’m off papers, i heart paper
no sharp paper, better get the point
‘cause i’m point-shaven with a sharp razor
get buck like a horse stable
too street smart, i’m a geek, i put my n-ggas on they feet
so if we fall it be that lean, that make a n-gga fall asleep
i can’t see none of you n-ggas, and i can see the future man
where you going? i’m ‘bout to go tunechi man

[chorus]
i think i’m ‘bout to lose it man
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
in the trap still countin’ change
don’t f-ck with y’all ‘cause you n-ggas lame
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
said i’m ‘bout to go gucci mane
on the choppa rant, on the choppa rant
pop-

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