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letra de for real - huddy

[intro]
cobra

[verse 1: huddy]
i been gettin’ money in the city, b-tch, i been down
i been gettin’ dumb faded, i been poppin’ pills now
rap been gettin’ overrated, that sh-t give me chills now (that sh-t give me chills now, oh-yeah)
i could never call on any b-tch and let ’em hold that
i been gettin’ money, i been counting up some old racks
they all lookin’ funny ’cause i chose to take my own path
they can’t take sh-t from me ’cause i got all of my own racks
i just bought two whips in cash, like b-tch, i really own that (i really own that)
yeah, yeah, i really own that, i’m gettin’ money for real
i get money for real, i get money for real
my big bro out in the field and he keep runnin’ them drills
my big brothers told me i should really stop with the pills
but every time i take another one, i love all the chills
i love how it feels, i ain’t signin’ no deal
they can’t take sh-t from me, i ain’t signin’ no deal
b-tch, i do this for real, i don’t do this for bills
i get money on my own and just do this sh-t to chill

[verse 2: surf]
yeah, i been gettin’ money, i was young (okay)
look around and see who i become (okay)
hustle every night until i see the sun (yeah)
people tried to play me like i’m dumb but i won (ha)
never second place, girl, i’m number one (nah)
chopper at his face, we gon’ make him run (ha)
we ain’t scared of him, we eat that boy for lunch, yeah (ooh)
went through so much f-ckin’ pain, it wasn’t fun, yeah (ooh)
b-tch, i’m bigger now (yeah)
i’m a winner now (ha)
i be at the church (yeah), i’m a sinner now (d-mn)
don’t have too many options like i’m at the in-n-out (d-mn)
i been workin’ hard, i need about six figures now (d-mn)
so much sh-t up on my mind, i know i gotta figure out
taking care of family, i’m closer to my sister now (yeah)
never thought i’d lose my mom, i know i really miss her now (why?)
she thought i hated her, i know i wish i could forgive her now (ha)
fake friends come and go, b-tch, i’m too real (real)
gettin’ lit, i be rollin’ off of two pills (pills)
she gon’ think i never cared ’cause i’m too chill (chill)
i do what i want, i don’t care about how you feel (nah)
sh-t be gettin’ old, you need to get yourself some new sk!lls (sk!lls)
new car, new house, it came with new bills (yeah)
new girl, new life, it came with new thrills (yeah)
i’m too good, i don’t need another new deal (nah)
money comin’ in, i’m finna stack it ’til the fall over
b-tches comin’ in, i got a baddie i can call over
i’m so f-ckin’ out this earth, i feel like i’m a mars rover
i been ballin’ every day, i’m workin’ on my cross over
walked in, mask on, feelin’ like it’s october
rollin’ off so many drugs, still, i can talk sober
i can’t even focus, baby, call me when the talk over
used to be a regular somebody they would walk over

- huddy

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