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letra de atm story - jbreezo

[intro]
uh, um
gotta tell ya’ll bout’ this horror story, but i’ma talk my sh-t in the middle of it though
jeh, just listen up
d-d-mn machu why had to do em’ like that?
let me tell ya’ll bout’ that-

[verse 1]
let me tell bout’ this one time
walk inside the atm, i swear that i’m not gon’ wait in line
clerk keep asking questions, i told him that i’m fine
i’m walking past the register, this n-gga think i’m blind
but i can’t waste no time, i gotta get it done
troll walk up in this b-tch, i swear i gotta make a run
i ain’t even got my gun, but i got a band
walk inside the store and make a deposit, yeah that was the plan
i don’t need no helping hand
b-tch i feel like the man
empty pieces hit, i swear to god i’m up 20 bands
but the plan went downhill
f-ck a label, they keep calling telling me to sign a deal
i’m almost a mil’ and i ain’t sign a deal
n-gga you still broke and in my comments tell me how that feel?
yeah i got a glocky, but that b-tch is not concealed
it got 32 it clip, i call that lil b-tch that shaquille (gthrhow, bow, bow, bow)
[verse 2]
now, it’s back to the story
troll just followed me up out the store, this n-gga look like maury
you was asking all them questions in the store, you ain’t done yet?
he know i’m up to something, i don’t know why i didn’t run yet
i’m surprised he ain’t pull out his gun yet and try to k!ll a n-gga
n-ggas think i just started toting, you only know me from the tube’
i grew up around that sh-t
been a demon since a jit, you can ask my momma, b-tch
i’m done with that childish sh-t
you need to stop the hating b-tch, instead gon’ and get rich
i was raised in them bricks, but we made it out that sh-t
i just had make it clear for ya’ll
tryna sound hard, i ain’t put no fair in ya’ll
n-ggas say i change, i just act professional for the media
i could relate to him go look up two-faced on wikipedia
who the f-ck said i needed you like you bring something new?
if they slide on me late at night, what you finna do?
ain’t nothing happen after that, i’m talking bout’ the story
slid to the crib, went up 20, b-tch i feel like dory
on this vpn, b-tch i’m finna load again
usually i sell them b-tches, but i slid my bro a bin, for the free
n-ggas wanna talk about methods it ain’t cheap
certain way to make it work, more than one, i’m too unique
i take bout’ 10 out your account when you sleep
i’m feeling like a new york n-gga, b-tch i’m getting to the breesh
they know that i’m dog, i don’t know why these n-ggas let me off the leash (yeah)

- jbreezo

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