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letra de i can tell - key glock

[intro]
(let the band play)
(chino)
ayy

[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ real, yeah
voices in my head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah
angels on my right, and i got demons to the left, yeah
i’ma stand ten toes down, n-gga havin’ no help, yeah
it’s a lot of rappers hatin’ on me, i can tell, yeah
it’s a lot of n-ggas want me dead, but i ain’t dead, yeah
glizzock in the building, my n-gga, i know you smell me
yeah, jumped up in this rap game and i motherf-ckin’ rigged it
on the paper route, mind your motherf-ckin’ business (yeah)

[verse 1]
i get plenty (guap)
they askin’ how it feel to be independent (huh?)
b-tch, that’s a no-brainer, i know you see it (know you see it)
i be ballin’ on these n-ggas, they ain’t got defense (nah)
yeah, diamonds on my neck got your b-tch seasick (big rock)
yeah, and b-tch, you know my name, you know i keep it (big glock)
i just poured up a four in my sprite remix (remix)
these n-ggas claim they drinkin’ act’, sh-t, they can keep it (keep that sh-t)
yeah, big glock, he the sh-t, it ain’t no secret (it ain’t no secret, b-tch)
these n-ggas hate me, but they really wanna be me (n-ggas wanna be me)
i feel like mj, i’m goin’ for another three-peat
uh, yeah, b-tch, i’m airborne, they can’t see me
[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ real, yeah
voices in my head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah
angels on my right, and i got demons to the left, yeah
i’ma stand ten toes down, n-gga havin’ no help, yeah
it’s a lot of rappers hatin’ on me, i can tell, yeah
it’s a lot of n-ggas want me dead, but i ain’t dead, yeah
glizzock in the building, my n-gga, i know you smell me
yeah, jumped up in this rap game and i motherf-ckin’ rigged it
on the paper route, mind your motherf-ckin’ business

[verse 2]
yeah, young rich n-gga still chillin’ in the trenches, yeah
told my gang this summer it’s gon’ be a k!lling, yeah
i had to tell some f-ck n-ggas keep they distance, yeah
i had to tell my b-tches they can keep they feelings, yeah, huh
to theyself
b-tch, i’m tryna keep, keep, keep gettin’ wealthy
i had to fall off the b-tch ’cause she was too messy
yeah, i had to fall off the b-tch ’cause she was too messy
yeah, i just can’t stop flexin’
i’m ’bout to put some yellow diamonds in a skydweller
gettin’ tired of all my foreign cars, might get a box chevy
ayy, i just checked my bank account and this sh-t gettin’ serious, serious

[chorus]
sh-t gettin’ real, yeah
voices in my head, the devil tryna make a deal, yeah
angels on my right, and i got demons to the left, yeah
i’ma stand ten toes down, n-gga havin’ no help, yeah
it’s a lot of rappers hatin’ on me, i can tell, yeah
it’s a lot of n-ggas want me dead, but i ain’t dead, yeah
glizzock in the building, my n-gga, i know you smell me
yeah, jumped up in this rap game and i motherf-ckin’ rigged it
on the paper route, mind your motherf-ckin’ business

- key glock

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