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letra de watching over - kyraxx

[intro]
please welcome
right now
the talented
kyraxx

did it for the
ville side

[chorus]
sound ting forever
i stay with the clique like a metronome, making hits
started from nothing, stay humble
put working on me over stupid sh-t
they wanna hate, i let ‘em hate
ain’t no distracting me
momma she proud of me
prayed for some blessings, got god watching over me

[verse]
i always hustled, flip dough for my bread
keep me a hawk, he just wanna get fed
don’t trust a op, i don’t talk to the feds
f-ck a white flag, b-tch it’s all red
i don’t miss when i aim, little b-tch
got the glove on the waist, so you know it’s legit
when i pull up in bay, got your b-tch on my d-ck
when i do road, roll with the clique
talk to me nice or get fed with a clip
wanna be wealthy, man
f-ck being rich
it’s a lot going on, i’m just chasing my dough
got bread for my dawgs, gotta feed my bros
get the pippin’ like scottie
too hotty for the hoes
and we keep a draco
free smoke, gotta blow
it’s pop style ting, getting top from a ting
man, all i do is win like dj khaled
stay chasing that green, treat the money like salad
you don’t want beef
p-ssy boy, watch your diet
i don’t really talk much, some a ya should try it
selling me lies, stay quiet
i don’t buy it
okay
trelli with me, do the math
need eight figures times two, plus cash
i was build different, ya’ll from the same cloth
prada on my back, i don’t care what it cost little n-gga
but i bet that you do
can’t fit in my shoes
i been working so hard, been paying my dues
i done went through some things
like only if you knew
i done paved my own way, been making money moves
i done did some things, been f-cked your boo
ain’t talking soul train, but i been in my groove
i’m a real ass n-gga, i don’t deal with the fake sh-t
lot of these n-ggas compromise ‘cause they ain’t sh-t
geesh
that’s too sad, little n-gga
only 5’6 but my d-ck way bigger
like 6’6 n-gga, want a b-tch way thicker
than these bands, little n-gga
talking straight cash
that’s with the gang

sound ting forever
i stay with the clique like a metronome, making hits
started from nothing, stay humble
put working on me over stupid sh-t
they wanna hate, i let ‘em hate
ain’t no distracting me
momma she proud of me
prayed for some blessings, got god watching over me

[outro]
sound ting, sound
sound ting, sound
sound ting, sound
sound ting, sound

you know sound ting inna the place—
sound ting, a nuh clown ting

- kyraxx

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