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letra de proof - ky6hh

[verse]
riding with the clique b-tch
rolly on that big wrist
paper getting stacked as if it was my d-mn hit list
boy, you don’t know this yet but you my f-ckin’ nemesis
coming in the game like a motherf-ckin’ terrorist
boom, in your face, see right through the debris mane
creepin out the shadows to interfere with your whole crew again
see my name, making plays, don’t try act like you ain’t phased
boy don’t test your luck, catch me travelling states like its holiday

[bridge]
white gold chains with that white gold beamer
flying through the past not once did i hear ya
tryna be a homeboy but nothing but a lone boy
nothin’ but a lame boy, you ain’t making plays boy

[verse 2]
lease held on that porsche man
i want that cayenne
keep believing keep the faith man
i’m gonna reach it
always said i couldn’t do it man i took that all for nonsense
watch me gain and watch me lane with a hundred thousand comments
few years back, i was thrown off track
thought i was losing conscience
picked it right back up on my own two feet
now i come with high performance
these responses got me noxious
oh boy you need to be cautious of the future man
it’s not so bright, when the tapes be droppin’?
god don’t even know the plan and that is saying something
god d-mn that is saying something i can’t tell whats going on man
i’ll show you who if you really need it
dont try front like that to me b-tch
i already said i leak it
i don’t want no case on me b-tch

- ky6hh

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