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letra de long time - gucci mane

[hook: x2]
i was broke down on my knee
took me a long time to get it
80 ps, straight gas
i done graduated from midget
skurrtt skurrtt skurrtt, pull up. throwin’ money out my ceiling
young rich n-gg-, f-ck it. yeah, this the life i’m livin’

[young thug:]
organize the spot
all the babies to the right
all the midgets to the left
keep ya hands to yourself
i’m a buss it all down
i don’t need no f-ckin’ help
bails of gas to the steps
get the cola off the shelf
i catch ya slippin’
i pity the fool
i take ya money, i spend it on jewels
wipe him up, he [?]
i’m not gay but i spend it on dudes
and we gone go bleamin
we killin’ this evenin
you throw me the pack, and you know i’m receivin’
a whole lotta gangsta b-tches and they bleedin’
we teach em to sniff and they find and they keep it
man petro everlastin’
it’s my p-ssion
tryin to take it, b-tch i’m t-tan, you know we clashin’
shanell down, [?], she know i’m splashin’
came a long way from them corners, servin that ash

[hook]

[quavo:]
i know that my life is so great,
you hungry, you know that we already ate,
i do what i want and you gotta work late,
i f-ck em i don’t take em out on a date,
you love her and cuff her and take her to skate,
i make her go cook, she sniffin’ the plate,
i came from the bottom, and now i got gwuap,
my n-gg- they know that you is a cheapskate,
put it on my mama, i got commas,
n-gg-s h-t ya, with that llama,
keep runnin’ with that sack,
i just took his hunnas,
pull up in that audi, flexin’ in the summer,
i got 50 bricks, on the plane, comin’ from tijuana,
christian, louie vutton, $550 a piece that cost a lot,
my n-gg-s sellin’ lan kush, know my n-gg-s keep chris rock,
all ya’ll n-gg-s lookin’ like balloons, my bullets they gone pop,
black maybach, black tints, quavo feelin’ like barack,

[hook: x2]
i was broke down on my knee,
took me a long time to get it,
80 peas, straight gas,
i done graduated from midgets,
skurrtt skurrtt skurrtt, pull up throwin money out my ceiling,
young rich n-gg-, f-ck it, yeah, different life i’m livin’,

[takeoff:]
i was broke down on my knees,
took me a long long time,
wouldn’t n-body give me sh-t,
i had to grind grind grind,
remember them days, i had to finesse for checks,
and buss on you flats, i came at yo neck with the tec,
my n-gg-s is vicious, they hungry for benjy,
pull up at the trap, i boarded my windows,
rich n-gg- f-ck them, i’m a young rich n-gg- still,
standin’ on stage, blowin’ propane,
f-ck a styrofoam, i’m a drink it out the sim,
run up on takeoff, make a n-gg- takeoff,
that was a1, i ain’t talkin’ bout steak sauce,
me and thug throwed, and we need two cups,
if my cup ain’t double, it’s gone be some trouble,
came a long way, had to get it out the muscle,
now all my cars are muscles,
young n-gg- gotta get a hustle,
gotta use a word play like ruzzle,
if you want that cake, but you ain’t got that cake,
gotta get out there and make somethin’ shake,
got the 45 put it to a n-gg- face, rich n-gg- eatin’ steak on hermes plates,
no! i ain’t never goin’ broke, early in the morning on the stove,
wrist spinnin’ like a hurricane,
ice chain came from johnny dang,
real heavy on my neck i need a cane,
all white b-tch cocaine,
i’m whippin’ that birdy, with none of that whitney
that brittney come with a free chicken, i live it,

- gucci mane

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