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letra de by any means - g herbo

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[verse: g herbo]
i used to be trippin’ like a motherf-cker
that’s ’cause i ain’t listen to a motherf-cker
used to take the [?] in porsche 6 up in that motherf-cker
ran it up and now i’m richer than a motherf-cker
wrist been like a motherf-cker
i said f-ck ’em all, ’cause they don’t got no love for us
ain’t n0body but god above us (uh)
get so high, i feel like i’m in the stars
matter fact put the wraith out the garage
i just might f-ck around and buy eight car
know it’s gon’ only be one i’ma drive
i’m the one who made me everything i’ma be
chose my world like the wizzard of oz
[?] oh my god
look at my neck and my wrist, oh my god
this all the sh-t i worked hard and i prayed for
know i deserve it, that’s word to [?]
love all my fans and that’s word to [?]
twenty a verse, yeah you heard the ball
the stackin’ and grindin’, the stackin’ and grindin’, the stackin’ and grindin’
’till some [?] the ball
ten thousand [?] fall
ain’t gon’ see only me shine when [?]
they still show me love, so this b-tch on my hip, watch your dawg
ain’t with that drug sh-t and we kinda ball
[?] no love, bro let it all
[?] told me, it’s time k!ll ’em and drop new sh-t and just let ’em get off
b-tch i go hard in the paint but i still [?] star shootin’ [?]
they tryna copy my swag but they can’t keep up, they just get what’s left of the sauce
they like d-mn “swervo, what the f-ck? why you keep switchin’ up?”
ayy, i’m the king, ride this b-tch, listen up
in the cut snap then they get your head up (head up)
get in a n-gga crib, let up
walk up in his rib and up
two the head, he shakin’, he checkin’, he won’t you to live get up
that’s the sh-t, it’s nuts (it’s nuts)
i’m alive ’cause i don’t give a f-ck
you tryna slide it’s nothin’
i see him outside it’s nothin’, he said he outside he stunnin’
this four-thirty semi on line but b-tch we been ridin’ since one
and we gon’ ride as one, we all goin’ down as one
got two thirty clip, that’s a hunnid
cops [?], he say nothin’
told ’em to suck it, f-ck ’em
still in the sh-t, i ain’t duckin’
worth too millions, solo say get to maria, you trippin’, you buggin’
i’ve been so used to thuggin’
clip in this b-tch i’ma buck ’em
all with the ball, i’ma truck ’em
i gotta ball like a waka
game on the line, i’ma slide and f-ck ’em
guess i’m up by any means
type of motherf-cker

- g herbo

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