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letra de the aye chronicles vol. 2 - hour (erick)

i always keep that thing on me like some toes
lookin like oliver h. with no hoes
they say i look like stunna gettin that bread
when i come around, they always call the feds (f-ck 12)
she my bad lil vibe with big ol’ biddeys
swervin’ in my caddi, with my kitties
watch me playin’ techdeck on her ass
start a drug cartel and count that cash
they call a fashion icon like mr. west
when i was taking that math test and i just guessed
call me a ghost when i’m in that phantom
all i really wanna do is get my bands up
all these songs with hour
they was always in the plan hoe

if you ain’t talking bout’ no monеy go rosetta stone
my racks stay growing, you know d-mn well that
thеse sh-ts ain’t never froze
never catch me cry, i dry my tears off with my clothes
and everything i say is real you know, i ain’t gotta show
everywhere i go, i got people trying to steal my flow
bought fake vbucks and just scammed this kid his name was carmelo
he think he wiz khalifa dressed in all black and yellow
you whippin that camero, i’m speeding in that cat
you say i got one like that, i tell you this ain’t no scat pack
i’m on fortnite all day, those bodies? i catch that
i’ll crank some 90s so hard, you’ll turn to a flashback
and when i’m done rapping you won’t even be a hashtag

mama ima get them digits
get them stacks, get them riches
maybe buy a honda civic
i got no limit
going to the top that’s my ticket
just give me a listen
lemme speak, i feel invisible
let me preach, cause i’m getting to my pinnacle
yeah i don’t stop, every hit i take is too critical
just give it a listen cause it’ll sooner or later it’ll be visual
yeah they always talking, it’s clouding up my brain
i’m not gonna stop them cause i have nothin esle to say
yeah these demons all around me it’s hard to navigate
but when i’m successful ima be dancing on your grave
wait, what just happened
you thought i was capping
you see the people i k!lled, you better start clappin
yeah i’m not laughin
you wonder what happen
well it’s bigger than what you imagined
how can i say this
well obviously i’m not famous
yeah we nameless
but soon we’ll be going to places
strip a b-tch naked
yeah once she see my greatness
how can i say this
anything you do, is just basic
me and my homies, yeah we dressed up in black
yeah i know my music wack
cause it’s your funeral, that we be at
you don’t mess with me
you get shot
you get popped
now your dead
call the cops
f-ck the ops
yeah your girl giving head
climb up a mountain
yeah my music sounding so astoundin
my money countless
yeah me and my homies boundless
my girls ass be bouncing
that sniper, got it mounted
got the bullets rounded
that .50 cal be sounded

- hour erick

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