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letra de all faxx - jacob laurent

verse 1:
hard headed yeah im sagittarius
im kobe with the bald head
at lower merion dreams of ballin’
with broken ankles the writing’s
on the wall written in sanskrit
ahead of my time im better with mine
took the bull by the horns
like mike in his prime
i rather risk it all than die in regret
chino doing 50 years man it took my breath
rest in peace carlito and wilo
j brick hold me down this is too real
feelin’ like sinatra pouring liquor
in a peacoat searching for the pot of gold
this a-lot to hold uh
chasing paper like a d’usse shot
them boys runnin’ round frontin’
like who they’re not but dead that
im walking coupe de grace
41 we the ones watch em lose they mind

verse 2:
elohim watching over me
there’s gotta be more my circle shrunk
like a sweater in the dryer too long
this year i see things clear
hit the wipers on em
im coming for mine without a proper warning
gr-ss cut mind right in that order
anything left behind im back for it
fourth quarter game on the line
it’s no subbing me
wake up next to a queen its no dubbing me
money can’t buy respect love ain’t a luxury
if we would all lift each other
we’d live sucker free
im tryna win you want the opposite
the story line is so monotonous
i shine you hate more something gotta give
no worse than power
mixed with incompetence
we tryna put banners in the rafters
never mind the fame its victory we after

verse 3:
im self made all faxx
no cappin’ at all
came a long way from label heads
laughing us off stayed down
learned the game now we entrepreneurs
emotion is a prison when you feelin’ minute
i break bread with the team
when we eat my yout
lighting in a bottle
hustle like ain’t no tomorrow
if your goals don’t scare you
back to the drawing board
just imagine what colin thought
jumping in the same fought ali fought
almost threw my life away
thought i needed tommy john
motion picture pour the liquor
im manolo if he never married tony’s sister
see i just wanna triple my bag
and double that
buy up plenty of land and double back
no more trappin’ ya dig im done with that
like fournette breaking the plain
now run it back

- jacob laurent

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