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letra de mayweather - kenny soul

[hook x2: kenny soul]
i ain’t never had an eye for the ropes
and even when they bl–dy i ain’t looking for ghosts
cuz i ain’t never backing up and letting em close
it’s the n-ggas in the corners that’ll hit you the most

[chorus x2: kenny soul]
we just working for this mayweather tryna let the money dance on these hoes
we just working for this mayweather, million in a duffle bag wherever we go
we just working for this mayweather switching up the v like i was changing my clothes
we just working for this mayweather f-ck you and your feelings we the greatest we know

[verse 1: kenny soul]
love is dangerous cuz you got let em get close enough to love you
and if you do they judge you and if you don’t they dub you
now what the f-ck i’m supposed to do
living in a jungle where these animals will eat your food before they take it from you
that’s when you learn to adapt quoting these raps “cash rules everything around me”
if a n-gga try me ima leave him leaking out his i.v
standing on his body blood on his id
that’s how we check em never try to deflect them
p-ssies wanna reflect them f-ck tryna respect them
they only cross the line when they getting bent like a crescent you reckless off the loud till it get you lit in a second
see if time is money you dying first you getting it second
you hungry all the time while my n-ggas going for seconds money on my mind i make sense whatever the question
money on my mind i make change in any direction!

[chorus x2: kenny soul]

[verse 2: kenny soul]
i’m a demon i’m an angel with money comes the power
now i done done my dirt but where else grow the flower?
and weed is barley dirty but the heat know
they’ll lose you being cavalier if just to get you clapping on some powder
that’s what happened with lebron that’s what happens with the dour
how these guns are always drawn but the loud is always louder?
how you gun mike brown down? and tell yourself your not a coward?
those the officers that’s eating after your sons they devoured that’s the m-th-f-cking jungle i grew up in
where friends were only friends when they was asking you for something
where b-tches dropping dimes and they were claiming that they cuffing
and the boys are always touching tryna question you for nothing pressing you for nothing
spittin out they lips like you p-ssy
looking for a reason to get you wet like a hooky
f-ck what you see i’m that n-gga n0body could be but i’m better
the fall ain’t nothing to this mayweather!

[chorus x4]

[hook: kenny soul]

- kenny soul

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