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letra de 2k24 - mjpaid & fordio

[intro: mjpaid]
(hillboy)
it’s finna be 2k24, man
we leave all that broke-ass sh-t in the past

[verse 1: mjpaid]
this sh-t a domino effect, just scored off drank, this sh-t like red
b-tch keep tuggin’ on my neck, she hit her knees, she know i’m blessed
out in cali, pretty b-tches suck me up before my set
pockets fat like dj khaled, this b-tch tell me i’m the best
crazy how she put it on me, i was tryin’ out interest
i’m gon’ split this jugg with him, that’s me bein’ generous
n-ggas actin’ feminine, mj ’bout his benjamins
if it’s smoke, bro gon’ spin, hе gon’ spin and spin again
every day i pray to god, i’m not tryna live in sin
it hit differеnt when you finally turn them losses to a win
hit my cup, hit my cup, sip, sip, and hit again
when she put that p-ssy on me, i’m gon’ treat her like a friend
i’ma treat her like a—
she spin the block when i get up and i’m gon’ treat her like a fan
n-gga
i’m a f-ckin’ doctor patient how my cup be full of meds

[verse 2: fordio]
just rolled my cup and spent a band, yeah
how could i have been in every streets before i hold out my hand?
your life i live, won’t understand
yeah, know all the fakin’ and the l’s i took, it all come with the game
ho ain’t tryna feel no shame, she take it to the grave
bein’ real ain’t give me nothin’ but some pain
can’t hurt my feelings ’cause they put up in the bank
somehow i keep on catchin’ waves like i’m [?]
keep hearin’ forty, you a great, pass in faith
[?], she was sayin’ she a saint
fresh out of neimans and i’m tryna score an eight
[?] pure load, don’t think i need it if it ain’t
i can’t feel the hate, drain my soulmate
they like, “how he make it out the hood to set out dates?”
i can’t find no [?], got so hot and sippin’ straight
show you how to jugg, know it’s a bunch of different ways
[verse 3: mjpaid]
no, i don’t want sh-t for my birthday, i just want a bunch of banks
he gon’ have to tuck his b-tch before i tuck this chain (swear)
(f-ck it, call me hendrix, i don’t sip purple rain)
you don’t got no money, i don’t really you got sh-t to say
don’t got no pape’, i think you should really stay up in your place
heard his b-tch and she left, not all heroes wear them capes (nah)
ain’t no conversation, i want facers, why i can’t? (swear)
in the booth so blowed, spend lil’ drank on rta
n-ggas tryna hate, f-ck up out my face, get out my way
they like, “how the f-ck you make ten bands in a day?”
they like, “how the f-ck you make ten bands in a day?”

- mjpaid fordio

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