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letra de dreams money can buy - iamkingmano

[intro]
ayy, wookie
you hear me, cuz? (i know you hear me)
i love you, boy
you know, we standing on n-ggas necks out here for you (fasho)
you know, long live lil boo, long live uncle boo, long live boo man
you know
you know what the f-ck going on
brrt (look)
we gon’ hit they ass up, man
huh?

[verse]
lately i been going through enough
don’t f-ck with that b-tch no more
left me in that hole, sh-t, i was stuck
stayed up hopeless nights
like back to back, sh-t, ain’t no giving up (for real)
my brother lost his life, don’t understand how you ain’t pickin up (how?)
bowed down to my knees, ask for forgiveness
prayers get sent up
f-cked up in the head, seen one of them n-ggas foеnem line sh-t up (brrrr, go, bow)
it’s f-cked up that you gonе, bd
jaja, i swear i miss you, boy
last time, sh-t, we chilled and laughed
but on the inside different, boy
not only just my cousin, you my brother
ain’t no dissin’ for ’em
i’ma set the record straight
f-ck b-tch n-ggas, we let ’em hate (bow, bow)
we was out there slidin’, glidin’ redundantly for seven days
k!llas way too violent, silent
stayed down through them rainy days
but somehow kept my head on even on them days i ain’t have no plate
stay down ’til you come up was the catchphrase, now we all in shape (huh?)
one thing that been f-ckin’ wit me
i pour demons in my drank
ftb, touchmoney, stand on that
put glizzys in yo’ face (touchmoney)
i just make one call, don’t say no words
now look, i got yo’ face (k!llas)
i just took a yerk, mix it with hen’
now look, i’m outer sp-ce (yerky)
put that b-tch in sport real quick, now all the guys and nem wanna race
put the city on my back, now all them hoes, they wanna chase
but it ain’t nothing free ’cause who i was ain’t who i am today
i just pray to god, he lead the way all through misguided hate
feel i walk misguided faith
got no regrets because the path i chose gave me a brighter day
fell victim to depression as a youngin’
thought it was okay (okay, yeah)
you know
i’m gon’ head and let this b-tch breathe for a minute
you know, free shawn
motherf-ckin’ campaign
you know, long live jaja
long live quay
long live cece, man
free sh-, free shawn (look, p-ssy)
free stoney (i say), free fazo
look
ftb, outstanding members
shootin’ sh-t, not talkin’ filmin’
matter fact yea i might film it
yo’ b-tch tryna make a million
you a hero, you’ gon save her
i’ma dog her, i’m the villain
i say go, then kodiene get ’em
ain’t no red light stops a miss ’em
foenem look like pakistan
outside the car wit techs and pistols
lemme not say too much
just know all my steppers too official
call a play, we come and blitz you
feelin’ like the chosen one
ftb, oustanding members
choppa put a hole in one
f-ckin on his main b-tch from da back, that’s why he mad
he a rudy, real true goofy
take him down for all his racks (we need all that)
interrogation, that boy folded
now he turned into a rat
seen them papers, shook my head
i had to turn him to a pack
we apes and lions if you tweak
clips be longer than giraffes
high as h-ll, stressin’ at da crib
i need my brother back (free shawn)
f-ck the jakes, i hate them b-tches
rather turn they ass to ash
do the dash in aston martin, two-hundred right up on the dash
she a groupie, shakin’ ass (lil’ b-tch)
that b-tch wanna get a new bag
throwin’ fifties at her ass
i’m slappin’ fifties in my gat
i ain’t givin out no dap
spittin’ ether, this sh-t crack
slid on y’all and took y’all skudda
come and get y’all glizzy back
[outro]
get on y’all motherf-ckin’ blocks, n-gga, and get on y’all motherf-ckin’ sh-t, n-gga
come get y’all glizzys back
and we backdooring n-ggas all year
slid on y’all and took y’all skudda (yeah, yeah, come and come through, n-gga)
come and get y’all glizzys back (long live lil boo, long live jaja)
you know
you know (and i’m a rockstar, at that)
my dreams
dreams turn into reality
just made a banger

- iamkingmano

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