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letra de get it how u live - pakman jitt

verse 1:
every time i look up a n—a hollering bout throw me something
get it how you live the game don’t owe you nothing
where the f–k was everybody when i was out struggling
n—-s say they want to see you win but hate to see you bubbling
(what you mean pak) n—-s in your circle in competition with you
it wasn’t bout the money i’m looking at the bigger picture
soon as a n—a locked up they wanna miss a n—a
run ya bag up now them b—–s wanna kiss a n—a
show all the love you want they still against a n—a
that’s why that hammer c-cked back ready to blitz a n—a
you run up on lil pak you won’t make christmas
shooting off the dribble let the lord be my witness
you ain’t all that baby girl you just a mistress
tell them labels don’t call if it ain’t bout a ticket
i’m trying to make a couple mil i ain’t trying to kick it
i don’t need no new b-tches trying to knock me off my pivot
self made boss i don’t do the small talk
they praying and they hoping and they wishing that i fall off
cash out on a couple bails i’ll get em’ all off
them dead presi’s (dead presidents) i gotta have them there at all costs
getting big bags but we need more dough
i’m over 100 grand in ain’t no free promo
just stretched ya b-tch out n—a in a condo
2 glocks on hip that’s a glock combo
get money f–k a hoe n—a that’s my motto
i don’t tote revolvers homie everything auto
i came from the streets i give no f— about a follow
19 in the d-ck and all of em’ hollow
never been a runner in life n—a i’m a capo
you ever seen a lil n-gga with 30 in a tahoe
rob pak you got a better chance to hit the lotto
i pulled up behind tints blowing on gelato
i’m counting all my steps watching for the crosses
you reach for my chain i’ll leave you wetter than a faucet
n—-s speaking on my name on god i’ll off him
shoot 1st ask questions later i ain’t with the talking
floating on these tabs and blowing kush to let me my pain out
clutching on a 40 you run up i’ll blow yo brains out
you n—-s playing games its n—-s dying for that same clout
big d-ck on me everywhere i go my chains out
couple bricks strong for a n—a ever came out
why you can’t quit ? i’m 2 deep off in the game now
lil pak done ran it up so what the f–k you saying
that catalog boy that b—h appraised at about 100 bands

hook:
getting big bags but we need more dough
i’m over 100 grand in ain’t no free promo
just stretched your b-tch out n—a in a condo
2 glocks on hip that’s a glock combos

- pakman jitt

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