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letra de facetime - moley mo

(uhh huhh) facetime folk
shawty gone facetime me
shawty gone facetime me
no don’t hit me up, no don’t hit me up
she want to facetime
i want a me time
like we need a break, i need some sp-ce
i’m gettin’ cake, like i hit a l!ck
i’ll be okay, i’ll be okay
the family is straight, let’s take a trip
thinkin’ ’bout the time when we never had sh-t
dad wasn’t there, so i figured had to get it how it is
i’m where the check be, tell ’em n-ggas check me
i’m gettin’ check with my name on it
she tat her ass with my name on it
i’m shinning vv’s, n-ggas can’t see me stevie
f-ck with a bad b-tch she look just like riri
hop in a ghost, these n-ggas can’t see me
i’m gettin’ money, i spend it on gucci and prada
young n-gga came from the bottom, i’m drippin’ designer
i put my girl in that prada
(uhhh uhhh huhh)
(uhhh uhhh huhh)
yea yea, i’m bossed up right now
these n-ggas can’t see me right now
if i ever go broke imma start selling rocks
heard that boy got locked, ’cause he was just tryna rap
i’m feeling different right now
just tryna get it, and stay on my grind
he selling sh-t, and they go by the pound
if you want problem we ain’t hard to find
gettin’ this paper i’m just tryna shine
but me and my n-ggas we litty right now
came from the struggle i’ma get it regardless
you f-ckin’ with me, b-tch you making me heartless (aye)

she want to facetime
i want a me time
like we need a break, i need some sp-ce
i’m gettin’ cake, like i hit a l!ck
i’ll be okay , i’ll be okay
the family is straight, let’s take a trip
thinkin’ ’bout the time when we never had sh-t
dad wasn’t there, so i figured had to get it how it is
i’m where the check be, tell ’em n-ggas check me
i’m gettin’ check with my name on it
she tat her ass with my name on it
i’m shinning vv’s, n-ggas can’t see me stevie
f-ck with a bad b-tch she look just like riri
hop in a ghost, these n-ggas can’t see me
i’m gettin’ money, i spend it on gucci and prada
why she steady calling my phone
i ain’t tryna to talk, b-tch leave me alone
stop callin’ my phone, i’m in my zone
i’m puttin’ on for the family
she in her feelings she thinks that it’s candy
n-ggas they tryna to jam me
run up on me you get pop, run up on me you get shot, i’m on the block
i used to sell them rocks
why is you talkin’ to opp, these n-ggas opps
i’m counting guap, i’m on the top
i did my thing, i’m switching lane
n-ggas is lame, n-ggas is lame
54 block no you ain’t jackin’ sh-t
she came to the crib than i bust on her face

- moley mo

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