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letra de elite - godtier tommy

(tommy you number one!)

i just made a band in a week, i don’t cheat
i’m still numba one, she know that i’m always elite
and i’m the one puttin’ food in the pan
i’m the king of the land
i ain’t going anywhere
i know it’s hard to understand
always counting up, and pouring up
and soaring up, it adding up
pulling up i interrupt, she know what’s up
ask me how often i live this way
girl i do this everyday
and i ain’t stoppin’ till i’m rotten
and my feet are in the grave

yeah, i’ll blow it all in a week
party hard with shawty, yeah you know she a freak
cause when i look into her eyes
you best believe i make her weak
and when i’m cooking in that stu’
she right next to me in the seat (yeah)
having too much fun up in the city
i don’t want to leave
she keep on loving me
god i’ll miss her when i’m overseas
with all of my cash, i’ll be higher than the bourgeoisie
when i make it home, they gon’ realize i’m the mvp
i’m not myself again (no)
fat pockets everyday, i’m just gonna spend
last shawty hit my phone tryna make amends
“is this the end?”
cause i never really liked you
and i never wanna see you again
i just made a band in a week, i don’t cheat
i’m still numba one, she know that i’m always elite
and i’m the one puttin’ food in the pan
i’m the king of the land
i ain’t going anywhere
i know it’s hard to understand
always counting up, and pouring up
and soaring up, it adding up
pulling up i interrupt, she know what’s up
ask me how often i live this way
girl i do this everyday
and i ain’t stoppin’ till i’m rotten
and my feet are in the grave

i do more than survive
money keep me alive
how can i have fun if i ain’t always living two lives?
one get real excited just to see me when i arrive
second one just hates me cause i’m cruising in an m5
hit the floor and do-si-do
we pull up then we get the dough
brand new whip out in the snow
it’s redder than my bl–dy nose
why would i perform
when she already puttin’ on a show?
i’m still winnin’ all the time
just so everybody know
stayin’ up late
i gotta do it, i gotta create
i gotta fit time for all my life onto a tiny plate
i never lose hope for being somebody
so just you wait
shawty obey to the nonsense
i’m sorry, can’t relate
i just made a band in a week, i don’t cheat
i’m still numba one, she know that i’m always elite
and i’m the one puttin’ food in the pan
i’m the king of the land
i ain’t going anywhere
i know it’s hard to understand
always counting up, and pouring up
and soaring up, it adding up
pulling up i interrupt, she know what’s up
ask me how often i live this way
girl i do this everyday
and i ain’t stoppin’ till i’m rotten
and my feet are in the grave

- godtier tommy

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