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letra de famous - mook

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[produced by trippy t beats]

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
whoa
whoa, whoa
it’s mook
gang

[chorus]
they keep beggin’ me to stop it
goin’ fast in a two-seater
with a two-liter and a bad b-tch
n-gg-s hatin’ on me, i can see the signs
i can finally say i made it
if a n-gg- run up on me
hit ’em with the beam
we gon’ make him famous
i got friends showin’ fake love
i’m startin’ to lose my patience
every night celebratin’
all them times we ain’t had sh-t
i can’t wait to go flood my wrist
you ain’t never had a night like this
why’d you have to do me like this
you’ the reason i don’t trust no b-tch
you’ the reason i act like this

[verse 1]
pistol on me when i’m ridin’ ’round
all my old hoes wanna see me now
i ain’t f-ckin’ with my old friends
they don’t wanna see a n-gg- make it out
i’m the n-gg- that they talk about
runnin’ to the money, you can run yo’ mouth
i get love when i’m out the city
they be hatin’ on me when i’m down south
book a show, i got a .40 on me
they don’t like it when i bring the goons out
when they see me they don’t talk now
they be actin funny ’cause i’m up now
i don’t trip, i just play it cool
if he act a fool, he gon’ make the news
i got these b-tches comin’ by the 2
you say you got it, n-gg-, who are you?
i got these bands on me in the booth
i know these n-gg-s prayin’ i’m-a lose
if i don’t make it, shooting out the roof
better get low, i know i hit a few
i got designer on me, brand new
tired of these n-gg-s steppin’ on my shoes
i know these n-gg-s hatin’ how i move
i got these hun’nits on me and they’ blue

[chorus]
they keep beggin’ me to stop it
goin’ fast in a two-seater
with a two-liter and a bad b-tch
n-gg-s hatin’ on me, i can see the signs
i can finally say i made it
if a n-gg- run up on me
hit ’em with the beam
we gon’ make him famous
i got friends showin’ fake love
i’m startin’ to lose my patience
every night celebratin’
all them times we ain’t had sh-t
i can’t wait to go flood my wrist
you ain’t never had a night like this
why’d you have to do me like this
you’ the reason i don’t trust no b-tch
you’ the reason i act like this

[verse 2]
n-gg-s wanna see you down bad
when you get the money, they don’t like that
i was ridin’ in the old smoke
try’na get a pote, but the store closed
i was fresh for a whole week
by the next week, wore the same clothes
now i’m sitting in the front row
i be reminiscing ‘fore the plane gon’
why they had to take my n-gg- from me
when i’m on the road, let my diamonds show
i know they plottin’ on me on the low
look all this money that a n-gg- blow
i hit her 3 times in a row
f-ck all these fast cars and a hoe
really be stressed out, po’ a 4
i think the devil want a n-gg- soul
i gotta get it, never gon’ fold
when i be out, neck all froze
they used to doubt, sh-t wouldn’t go
i still be lettin’ everybody know
you’ the reason i be doin’ it for
i get money, i can do what i want
n-gg-s talkin’ but this ain’t what they want
i make a day, what you make in a month

[chorus]
they keep beggin’ me to stop it
goin’ fast in a two-seater
with a two-liter and a bad b-tch
n-gg-s hatin’ on me, i can see the signs
i can finally say i made it
if a n-gg- run up on me
hit ’em with the beam
we gon’ make him famous
i got friends showin’ fake love
i’m startin’ to lose my patience
every night celebratin’
all them times we ain’t had sh-t
i can’t wait to go flood my wrist
you ain’t never had a night like this
why’d you have to do me like this
you’ the reason i don’t trust no b-tch
you’ the reason i act like this

[outro]
you’ the reason i act like this
you’ the reason i act like this

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