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letra de greatness - guapo nfl

(intro)
(mhm, mhm)
(mhm, mhm)
(mhm, mhm)

(verse 1)
i used to think about all the time that i wasted tryna be patient
but i keep on pushing, even when sh-t hard or complicated
i can’t wait for the day that i can tell my people that i made it
i ain’t never stopping until i die, i’m achieving greatness
tryna escape it, i can’t live my life just living off of wages
tryna reach new chapters, everyday i’m flipping through these pages
i know n-ggas wasn’t my mans, when i made moves they were complacent
like you gotta prove your loyalty, even if we related
’cause some n-ggas got that title, and still don’t feel obligated
they give your ass the respect (oh, oh), so we burn the bridges, then faded
love be getting thrown around as i get older, i start to hate it
it don’t cost nothing to be real, but they rather be on some fake sh-t (oh)
you wasn’t with me when i’m taking off, you can’t hop inside this sp-ceship (oh)
i got room for all of my brothers, like all the foreigners in sp-cious (oh)
we don’t do the feds, like if they get behind us then we racing
some n-ggas be acting gangster, but then they be telling statements (oh)

(bridge)
(oh, oh)
(oh, oh)
(verse 2)
girl, i hope we can come together, put our differences aside
i love everything about you, from your mindset, to your vibes
and the way you put that sh-t on, and the way you look in my eyes (mhm)
and you keep it real ’cause you scarred, from people telling you lies (telling you lies)
shorty confiscated my heart, and that’s one thing i can’t deny (i can’t deny)
i don’t know if sh-t gon’ get better girl, all i can do is try
i’m wishing i could take back every mistake i made, as time go by (mhm)
was tryna keep it cool, but all my chest pressure has been applied
before i die, i gotta make it for my fam’ i pray to god
and all the guys, ’cause they the only ones that’s there to help me thrive
i’m so fly, i could jump in and start flowing in the sky (oh)
if you wasn’t down with me don’t call me up, ’cause i’m press decline (oh)
people go crazy when i rap they love to hear me speak my mind
i’m the hottest youngin’ alive, like it’s just a matter of time
all these labels gon’ want me signed, and my money keep multiplying
if they don’t see that i’ma make it then these people must be blind (oh)

- guapo nfl

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