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letra de still game related - larry june & cardo got wings

[intro: larry june]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
sh-t, d-mn, uh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
godd-mn, sh-t, man

[verse 1: payroll giovanni]
to my n-gga in the streets that still get ’em in
never front a n-gga that don’t take care of his kids (never)
never f-ck with losin’ n-gga when you tryna win
if you can’t afford the man, this ain’t ain’t time for the benz
have patience, just focus on cash makin’ (yeah)
n-gga goin’ broke for chains and braces, that sh-t is basic (nope)
cop ’em when it feel likе nathan, don’t blow your savings
don’t f-ck a b-tch that f-ck broke n-gga that probably drain her
i been gettin’ monеy since alpine disc changers
and tv’s in the whip, ask your b-tch ’bout this (boy)
shortcuts and quick flips, with me it ain’t a line
everything a n-gga got from consistency and grind (yup)
[chorus: larry june]
you can see it in my face, i’m a real go-getter, n-gga
i be gettin’ paid all motherf-ckin’ day
give a f-ck ’bout a trick, i don’t think with my d-ck, n-gga
i be gettin’ paid all motherf-ckin’ day
get it in, don’t play, gotta get paid all motherf-ckin’ day
get it in, don’t play, gotta get paid all motherf-ckin’ day

[verse 2: larry june]
i rock to the beat, my glock .23
my socks cost a g, my roster is heat
got gold in my t–th, the money don’t sleep
so i gotta get paid all motherf-ckin’ day
my squad is elite, i squad in the jeep
i mob to the v, my fire in the seat
the sun came up, it’s sunday mornin’
but i still gotta eat all motherf-ckin’ day
well, it’s the n-gga from the road with a whole lot of sauce
i just hit 450 last motherf-ckin’ week
she ain’t never met a n-gga f-ckin’ with it like me
n-gga, sfc all the way to the d

[chorus: larry june]
you can see it in my face, i’m a real go-getter, n-gga
i be gettin’ paid all motherf-ckin’ day
give a f-ck ’bout a trick, i don’t think with my d-ck, n-gga
i be gettin’ paid all motherf-ckin’ day
get it in, don’t play, gotta get paid all motherf-ckin’ day
get it in, don’t play, gotta get paid all motherf-ckin’ day
[verse 3: hbk]
that n-gga shouldn’t have did a feature with me, i stole his fanbase
b-tch, you heard of me, i’m doin’ all the sh-t your man can’t
baby, when you don’t play, we gettin’ in, then we cram safe
left a scar around her heart, then i gave that ho a band-aid
champagne, no hard liquor
you lookin’ for your ho, i’m in the car with her
i started from the bottom, i came far, n-gga
times got hard, but now we goin’ harder, n-gga
the year of 2020, we helped real ones through the pandemic
you was walkin’ ’round carryin’ a pouch without no bands in it
a hardhead off percocets, got my man sentenced
how i’m supposed to keep my head high? you in a can, n-gga

- larry june cardo got wings

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