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letra de w a g e r . ( f r e e s t y l e ) - o. hype

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[verse]

back and i’m better

won’t crack under pressure

got me the audi to match with the sweater

out rapping me never, i’ll matter forever

tell ’em to get up

audi is climbing a mountain the weather is cold

but the seats all be heated italian leather

designer attached to the get up

crown on this rollie, can’t reach to the throne

you will not even come close

leave me alone, i’m in a league of my own

i been their reason to grow

demons you know, even you know

are better than demons you don’t

the evil you know, even you know

is better than evil you don’t

want so much money, don’t mind paying tax

penthouse apartments the gang can relax

crying ‘bout h-ll and pain that they’ve had

i’m flexing i’m bragging ‘bout making it back

enemies keeping ‘em close

connections i’m keeping ‘em closed

record what you speak on the phone

for reasons unknown, gang

rappers you hearing just loud in their music

meet them in person they cowards i’ll prove it

i’ll stand there alone and then tell ‘em to hit me

both hands to the sky and allow ‘em to do it

yep, nothing will happen

you will do nothing, ‘cos you ain’t ‘bout sh-t

running my mouth in that town that you live

straighten that posture or bow to the king

all of a sudden they talking like me

unfortunately, got tom ford’s on my feet

you can’t afford to come walk it like me

your favourite rapper is taller in feet

in person that p-ssy is shorter than me

he either bought it or copied from me

taking their life like a stolen i.d

stop ‘em wit’ lines like i’m pausing the screen

snakes in gr-ss that are fed wit’ attention

watch as your falling then taking the credit

for you climbing back up and making ‘em mention

your name in relation to praise they ain’t getting

scared of the presence

you feeling froggy then leap homie, get it

tax bracket up in a league with the jenner’s

you think you can beat me all in homie, bet it

you beg for the window when going on flights

i’m hitting a b-tton to close up the blinds

in comfortable seating the chair it reclines

watching pulp fiction with cheese and some wine

you cannot sit wit’ me

live how i’ve lived it, you’ll handle sh-t differently

f-ck all this money, a grand won’t be sh-t to me

twenty grand rollie, by standard delivery

living for nothing i’ll k!ll you for cheap

stepped out of line just to hit me a three

eighteen had nothing, thought this isn’t me

stepped into audi like give me the keys

submitted to let ‘em all know they submissive

comparing to me and way that were driven

i’m born for this bullsh-t, behaviour is different

won’t fake it to fit in, i’m comfortable wit’ it

laughing at fake friends that think they can set me up

i am not one of you, i was taught better bruh

all of your stories they come with etcetera

before you’ve spoken, you’ve already said too much, sh

ain’t letting ’em push me

good wit’ the pressure, i’ve never been p-ssy

audi done feel like a wrangler wit’ tookie

the rollie on main street, i beg you to book me

rappers be faking that energy

faking a life they could never lead

behaving like major celebrities

in person their anxious and trembling

i signed a deal and then made them a bet

all future earnings, one hundred percent

that within a timeline of two years or less

i’ll clear my first million, the wager is set

- o hype

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