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letra de saluted from jay - king hendrick$ & babyface ray

[intro]
(rif in this motherf-cker cookin’ up)

[verse 1: babyface ray]
at the barclays, i’m eatin’ crown (real)
they want pictures with face in the crowd (that’s facts)
look who playin’, i’m just watchin’ the game (playin’)
sh-t get crazy, i’m tryna stay sane, yeah (crazy)
‘member cuz used to show me love, i get saluted from jay (what up, y’all?)
drinkin’ water, tryna keep it cool, halftime, i’m pourin’ this drank, n-gga (n-gga)
f-cked up, i ain’t have sh-t, if i could, then i’d bring the bank with me (if i cold)
lil’ b-tch look at me like god, hit her knees and first she gon’ pray with you
rick owens, got my b-tch on it, finally celebratin’, this my tenth summer (finally celebratin’)
i won’t do the mission, it ain’t big money, i was in the rain, it startеd gettin’ sunny
wakin’ me up, time to do rеhearsals
it could be worse, sh-t, i could be workin’
at the top of the pent’, guess i got a purpose
gotta spend you some paper, want better service
i take them risks, was never nervous (risks)
i’m on the stage and i’m finna crash
say i’m too humble, i’m playin’ crazy
they can’t f-ck with me, i say it daily
his cappin’ ain’t rap, let’s be realistic
gotta step in my shoes, wanna see the vision
gotta go through the pain, wanna know the feeling
i can honestly say i f-cked off some millions
doin’ this sh-t with my eyes closed
call up my kids, different timezone
they ask me why it’s the nighttime
went to cali and started a pipeline (for real)
[verse 2: king hendrick$]
yeah, yeah
drank in my soda, we eatin’ crown
i just sent the waitress to grab us a bottle, she went got a ladder to bring it down
we done been all on the news, on the docket, they recordin’ my face on the jumbotron
i’m rockin’ a presi’, i’m h-lla protected, just sold a few hundred obama runtz
trap out the trenches to get me some millions, i’m ridin’ in a whip with all kinda guns
i’ll probably have to break in the jailhouses, my n-gga, he don’t even got a bond
you know the syrup is thicker than water and mud to me, my mama’s son
run up the money and don’t never touch it, we bust it down later like ramadan
stay on your hustle, it get you paid, my money dirty, i need a maid
i’m sittin’ on the floor with my homie, the coach and the owner, we helpin’, critiquin’ plays
you gotta go out and get it, the places we get to go visit, you’d be amazed
workin’, i’m workin’, which one is you workin’? i gotta stay workin’, i need a raise

[verse 3: babyface ray]
what’s the goal when you already at the top?
mob ties, but not ’cause i rap a lot
car camera 4k when i’m backin’ out
we don’t run from the streets, you can ask the block
we got everything, it’s been hard to dream
on the suite with my n-ggas, we sparkin’ weed
pull her hair when we f-ck ’cause i bought the weave
i feel like the success has been stalkin’ me
sippin’ codeine, ace of spades, out of no way, i’ma make a way
i do me and don’t care what the haters say
take a seat on the elevator, face (boy)
it may take a lil’ while to elevate
like i’m takin’ the ride to heaven’s gates
i’m just takin’ the squad to see the city
i wish soda was here to see it with me
thom browne, i ain’t rockin’ hilfiger (nah)
for the times i was rappin’ in the mirror (yeah)
for the times i was cryin’ askin’ god (yeah)
all alone, you the only one to hear me (yeah)
twenty deep with my n-ggas, passin’ steaks
finally made it, can’t have a bad day
feelin’ good like it’s a half-day
you can get you a zip from my ashtray

- king hendrick babyface ray

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