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letra de way back when - litfrank

cause i’m goin out bad
boy i’m finna talk my sh-t just another white kid tryna pay his rent
got hated in the past it ain’t make no sense
now i’m passin they ass they can hold my d-ck
i’m bossin, b-tch i came in to ball ima take my shots ain’t missed on yet
no curry, yea the kid still gettin bricks ima swing this glock like i sw-ng my d-ck
on p-ssy

y’all ain’t gon take my swag, i’m steppin alone no possеy, if you got beef come drop me
40 gettin tight witcha noggin, asap boy i gеt down like rocky, litfrank finna get c-cky, i can make a dead show pop, ask anybody you want ima roll down on em like a tundra, cold when i hit that block
i’m thumpin, stay mad when i get buzzin
put me on top a the game i’ll crush it
been sh-ttin on em i’m just now flushin
i ain’t even do it, yall put me in discussion
f-ck it, ima take the ball then run it
get me in the end zone biz i’m clutchin
ima go dumb ima make them numbers
trust me, ima grind for it cause

way back when i was sleeping on couches, dirty ass floors in a small motel
back then i ain’t ever had no allowance, gotta thank god that my life ain’t h-ll
lord knows that i’m goin out like 50, soul made a gold i can take them sh-lls
gotta big wave comin, if you ain’t stood with me better pray to god i ain’t changed my cell
cause i’m all in my bag
20 gettin paid 21, workin 3 days a week still stress no funds, y’all bustin yo ass all day gettin crumbs
ima first gen boss let me talk my sh-t, y’all f-cked if i ever have a son
ima teach that boy how i messed up quick
bet he won’t make mistakes i’ve made
we could bet that sh-t, ill be d-mned if he ever get l!cked
that’s facts
i promise, tryna be a stand up father a man who can shine in the eyes of his daughters
an author but sometimes i sit down and slaughter these p-ssies who don’t have a chance in this genre, i give off an aura that’s close to immortal it’s so f-ckin strong that it spews through my oral like orchestras i get immoral but i can be cordial just give some sp-ce while i spazz on this mic

i can fight dirty like mike, better pray i don’t pull up with my big cuz bryce, he the shoot first type i’m a little more nice, i could spare yo life butchu gotta think twice with a bark like that you gon need more bite, i’m a top dawg you ain’t gon take my life, quit cappin, why you wanna say you with action, claim you the best get a quick interaction, attracting my fans just to sh-t on your track list, say you some ass and you look like a has been, i can do things only you could only imagine, like being a white dude and makin it rappin, ha sorry you not in my bracket i’m practically braggin at this point while laughing and writing some songs bout how sorry my past is how could you blame me for chasing my passion

- litfrank

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