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letra de money, sex & drugs - nafe smallz

[chorus: nafe smallz]
i remember they would show no love
aim at the price, everything goin’ up
hey, then the money and the hoes gon’ come
they ain’t with the team, i just scored a home run
yeah, i just flex on this sh-t for fun
hey, more money, more s-x and drugs
hey, i told her don’t fall in love, yeah
’cause money only thing i trust, yeah
i remember they would show no love
aim at the price, everything goin’ up
hey, then the money and the hoes gon’ come
they ain’t with the team, i just scored a home run
yeah, i just flex on this sh-t for fun
hey, more money, more s-x and drugs
hey, i told her don’t fall in love, yeah
’cause money only thing i trust, yeah

[verse 1: lil berete]
came from the streets it’s no love
me and my n-gg-s we was thuggin’ (yeah)
met me where i’m rugged imagine what i do on sundays
shooter’s got a brand new glock, i need a goyard for these d-mn fits
i just wanna get to the top, i check my dreams my momma motivate
i ran right to the spot, finna go show my plug what i got
i ain’t got feelings for no thot, countin’ this money, i learned to hide away (yeah)
honestly, i’m from the poverty and i had a strategy
i know you watch me, i know you mad at me, just keepin’ my privacy
runnin’ with nafe and i came from the dot
know where you been, n-gg-, ridin’ with thots
big dogs and they bark
hop in the fast in the car, push to start
glow in the nightime, don’t know dark
yearn my lifestyle, i’m in mine
i’m tryna go shine like a star
came up a long way, not far (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: nafe smallz]
i’ma just get this paper, all of that bullsh-t i don’t need it (yeah)
i was cold in them streets, i’m tryna get out but the streets don’t leave me
you ain’t tryna get no paper, you be upset when you girlfriend cheat and leave
they ain’t tryna gimme no slice, so i promise i’ll come for all of that pizza, baby
you thought i would just quit, not on my sh-t, back on my greezy, baby
i would try and the state, but they blockin’ my wave, won’t give me no visa, baby
f-ckin’ up all these shows and you cuffin’ all these hoes and they really all skeezers, baby
i’ma just get rich, i’ma get this dough but these streets don’t leave you, baby
i don’t cut time for the bag
she slap a n-gg- ’cause she wanna brag
miss my n-gg-s ridin’ in the caddy
they tell me keep on grindin’ for the gang
i’m smokin’ something, i ain’t never lyin’, ooh, ooh
zonin’ when i write in the lab, live the kinda life you wish you had, yeah

- nafe smallz

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