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letra de btw - justin abisror feat. ameer ali

i got the flame (aye, yuh)
i run the game (woo, woo)
different in drip, switch up my whip

we not the same (we not the, we not the)
i’m with the gang (what?)
i do my thang (what?)
this is for real, you know the deal
i’m with the bang, bang, bank, bang

i’m a beast, i’m an animal (roar)
me and you, we are not compatible (nope)
all you do is hate, all you do is hate
me i innovate
i’m going up, look at my name
industrial, me i create
me, i’m the change they don’t really wanna see (what?)
me, i choose to address ’em

walk into the building, i like to keep em guessing
yeah, i am the illest you can feel it, got a presence (cough)
it’s swag money 3 so you know that i am spending (cha-ching!)
but still i do try
got that money on my mind
in the fast lane and i’m running out of time
don’t need to work out, i’ll be running no decline
of a couple bad snitches
yeah i’m rap vicious
started from the bottom, now they wanna snap pictures
i’m the shark that’s in the pond with all the small fishes
scream (ahh) when you see me with another
record broken while you’re in the fast-food taking orders
i’d like a side of fries and i want my water sisters
make the money fly like leaves pocahontas

i got the flame (aye, yuh)
i run the game (woo, woo)
different in drip, switch up my whip
we not the same (we not the, we not the)
i’m with the gang (what?)
i do my thang (what?)
this is for real, you know the deal
i’m with the bang, bang, bank, bang

yeah i’m so sick, i got the drip
mvp, i’m never ripped
get my respect, don’t give me less
into the bag, into the check
i know they hate, i know they lame
stay in my lane, i’m doing me
look how i come up, i run off the leagues
i do the most, you do the least, ugh

when we got nothing, people, they don’t really want us
then we’re getting money, and they tripping off the glow up
people they lie, but not numbers
i be adding commas
fly around the world so i get a bunch of summers
i go hard like a punch to the stomach (smack)
mo money mo problems
don’t matter tho, we balling (ayee)
peasants they are crawling
you don’t wanna be home alone like mcauley
producers got my number they gon’ call it
i’m thicker than a snicker because my
wallet is clotted (thicker than a snicker)
gfoty’s on this album, still got it
get your hands clapping, feet stomping, heads nodding
shawty walk by with them hips, hypnotic
k!ll it, psychotic
fire in my body, in my spirit, in my mind
fire i’m about it, i’m like california, grimes
fire in the beat, i got fire can’t compete
don’t sleep on this song when you snooze
i get likes while you get spikes
everybody’s watching me like pay-per-view
i make money while you make excuses
got the same songs, while i don’t reuse it
took what i felt and i made it music
i make more noise than illinois
i don’t get high but i have a high voice
if you’re not an abiswh0r-,
then mj said to beat it
(be-be-be-be-beat it, beat it, beat it)

i was born to win
i get back up from the floor again
don’t let up, fell down get up

- justin abisror feat ameer ali

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