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letra de tell me - hef (va)

[intro: hef]
yeah-yeah, ayy, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh

[verse 1: hef]
i be with the sh-ts, you know what it is
you can catch me ridin’ through the city with my clique, let me tell you, ah
ain’t no time to waste
city on my back, a lot to carry, need a brace, let me tell you, ah
got a lot to do, where i go at it is rude
pay your homage, pay your dues, you won’t hold me up
ain’t beginner’s luck, got ’em prayin’ on my downfall
i can’t be around y’all [?]
[?] doubt us, wavy sh-t, i be the founder
any angle, any wall they chuck and build, i get around it
they just f-ck with how i’m soundin’, they find it so astoundin’
how i come up with the hits down in the bas-m-nt of the house, yeah, slow down, what?
brown floor where i’m at, they can go and take the stairs
elevated to the top and that’s that
sent him, told him to get the gas, tell him, “bring it right back”
i got all these pessimistic mothaf-ckers real mad, ah

[chorus: hef]
i’m just gettin’ right now
i do it for my momma, money’s gettin’ tight now
i promise that i’ll cop you anything you dreamed of
soon as i get cleaned up, move out to the west side
gotta get my team up
i’m just gettin’ right now
i do it for my momma, money’s gettin’ tight now
i promise that i’ll cop you anything you dreamed of
soon as i get cleaned up, move out to the west side
gotta get my team up, tell me, ah
[verse 2: idk]
i do it for my grandma, mama, auntie
and my future baby mama long as sh-t don’t come with drama
i’ma make sure that they right because i did ’em wrong
and all the sh-t i’ve done is way too much to put it in a song
instead of puttin’ green in a bong, i put it in my pocket
sell it out my mama house and use this sh-t to make a profit
profit on the mic now
so i cop my mom a [?] every time i write down
i make enough for diamond objects, everything you dreamed of
i’ma double up and serve it to you like a lean cup
i’ve been on the road but, man, i promise, when we link up
everything gon’ be love, you know what i mean, love

[chorus: hef]
i’m just gettin’ right now
i do it for my momma, money’s gettin’ tight now
i promise that i’ll cop you anything you dreamed of
soon as i get cleaned up, move out to the west side
gotta get my team up
i’m just gettin’ right now
i do it for my momma, money’s gettin’ tight now
i promise that i’ll cop you anything you dreamed of
soon as i get cleaned up, move out to the west side
gotta get my team up, tell me, ah
[verse 3: hef]
still so low on they radars
i don’t mean to blow smoke, i ain’t strikin’ matches
have you heard that last sh-t? that was magic
hit a hundred k, don’t congratulate, i thought that sh-t was tragic
you see, i set the bar high, i want platinum plaques
and a palace in the sky
past few years, a homie barely gettin’ by
now they crankin’ fountains at the crazy girls, stackin’ all them ones up
[?]
all my women pop, what i ain’t settle for, that’s plan b
eat so fancy
used to try and tell me that i can’t be
now they got me reachin’ for a grammy, on [?]

- hef va

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