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letra de atlas - lil ruedi

lil ruedi:
(yeah)
expensive clothes all on my body
you n– can’t have it
rockstar life im livin lavish
she poppin these pills just like an addict
i don’t want that lil bih cause
i already had it
runnin up on the gang
he gone get pop just like a addy
brand new whip s— automatic
made it out the hood we ain’t never goin back
my bad bih she’ll
throw a bad tantrum
i done took fifty bands and i blew it at the atlas
went from sleepin on the floor
we ain’t have a mattress
i just put ice on my wrist on my patek(on my pane)
say the real comin home n-gga dont panic (dont wait)
f-ck all these b-tches they takin advantage (in vein)
when the cops come, hide the dope in the attic
i was locked in a cell, now im bussin out a mansion
went from holes in my shoes, na i rock the latest fashion
expensive clothes on my body
ain’t even gotta match it
lbs keevin
my n—– hit a l!ck i told em put it in the stash
you prolly ain’t seen me lately cus’ i been in my bag
i’m a rich b-st-rd
i never had a dad
but im shoppin’ at lenox and i never check the tag
it’s hard to slow down when the money comin fast
im never wifin’ b-tches
you know that sh-t never last
gotta watch all these n—–
he snake up in the grass
i ain focus on b-tches im leavin tht in the past
the trap like a stop and go
we keep the heavy metal n-gga we keep rock n roll
and i got firms in my mouth like im from pompano
and everything i sell a classic
like the carter four
the paper whip jimmy franklin needa lotta those
the clips came with a extended like a water hose
i was taught to never cherish it
it come and go
my shoes from italy i got em askin what are those
(hook)

(yeah)
expensive clothes all on my body
you n– can’t have it
rockstar life im livin lavish
she poppin these pills just like an addict
i don’t want that lil bih cause
i already had it
runnin up on the gang
he gone get pop just like a addy
brand new whip s— automatic
made it out the hood we ain’t never goin back
my bad bih she’ll
throw a bad tantrum
i done took fifty bands and i blew it at the atlas
went from sleepin on the floor
we ain’t have a mattress
i just put ice on my wrist on my patek(on my pane)
say the real comin home n-gga dont panic (dont wait)
f-ck all these b-tches they takin advantage (in vein)
(ethan amiri)

i was with my brothers since the first day
i was the gang with my first play
imma push up in a rari while you drive a stang
yeah she hate it when i leave but don’t want me to stay
imma push up in a rari or a wraith
she like my style she in love with my taste
i’ll hit a stain for my love she ain’t a fake
i’m feeling like keevin i’m pushing this weight
hit the mall with the gang we all come out with bags
all that other sh-t lame so i’m shopping at saks
i’m in love with the green so i’m slimy and sad
put that b-tch on repeat so we run that sh-t back
pullin up with my lady i need me a queen
balmain on my body go down to my knees
this sh-t is designer go down to the seam
you talk with your mouth but i talk with the beam
no this life really crazy it ain’t what it seems
i make money like it’s nothing that’s the best way for me
she don’t wanna wait for me
she just wanna get away from me
(hook)

- lil ruedi

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