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letra de shit together - jayway sosa

[chorus: jayway sosa]
i bet with my lingo i can make a fortune
as good as money
drop a couple racks and now she say she feel important
she know i’m stuntin’
everything i live and breathe just wanna be successful, ayy
wake up every morning, grab the sack from out the dresser
them franklins piling, yeah them franklins piling
and my niggas still ’bout whatever
i can’t think about it, chasin’ nothin’ but bodies
now i’m re-ing up with extra
i’m so clever, i be fly forever, rock my jesus pieces like a medal
all these hoes ever really wanted was a nigga with his shit together
a nigga with his shit together

[verse 1: jayway sosa]
swear i can’t take no more loses
ran up my sack with a circle of bosses
pray for my heart, i got ice on my cross
big special what cost it
and i know how to get it out the mud
even though they ain’t never sold ’em
all i ever hear is rappers say they movin’ drugs
make you tighten up and guard your rep with your life if i told you what it really was
you ain’t even met the plug
chopper stashed in them traphouses, ’bout to duck out like i’m a fud
beginning to finish, b-tch said f-ck your feelings
my pockets replenished, we came out the trenches
we wrestle them sacks, choke hoes on the business
b-tch seen water whip it, she wanna get in it, swerve
all them packs i gotta stretch
wake up to a jugg and grab the batch from out the dress
what’s really good, boy you broke and you look like you stressed
we chasin’ the cash and my niggas still ’bout whatever
better get your shit together

[verse 2]
made it without a plug
stayed down in my section, my niggas mine
cup is so dirty, that muddy water
raino still with me on molly water
my lingo impressive, i’m with your daughter
drop the top on that ‘lac, now i’m muddy waters
got to live for today nigga, f-ck tomorrow
my life is a series, live through the wire
bricks in the fender, trap my attire
f-ck louis and gucci, my jordans flyer
in the jungle with animals, lions, tigers
f-ck your fo’nem, my nigga you ain’t got the title
i’m trappin’, my youngins they totin’ rifles
get the pack, get it off, and i’m not a liar
b-tch on my d-ck and i ain’t have to try her
rappin’ my life, i give you the fires
we comin’, i’m runnin’, one beat or not
get the sack off the dresser, it’s time to ride
gotta go get it, made up my mind
a law, a power to master time
i’m really still up, ain’t no gettin’ tired
get it so it ain’t no breakin’ out
stay on, go chasin’ them franklins mine
fallin’ asleep nigga now how can i?

[verse 3]
got benjis and franklins extensions
gold piece on my body, real trap ain’t no hobby
this shit from the soil gon’ build me
i’m speakin’ this shit kind of clearly
a1 sauce, flavor i’m drippin’ (drip)
repeat it, i’m drippin’
plug on the way, i know that he pitchin’
streets talkin’, i’m ditchin’
i’ma pull up, roll up, roll out, count this dope, get ghost
whether it was stormy weather, we was born together
joined together that road
niggas ride about it, niggas die about it
pack in and they sold
niggas rolled with me, niggas rolled against me
niggas grew up no porch
one hundred eight thousand in dollars
question the b-tch, i bet she gon’ holler
i bet she’ll follow
i feed her just half, i bet she a stalker
said she a stalker, my swag it just caught her
i ain’t even popular
runnin’ off wild, wantin’ my daughter

- jayway sosa

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