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letra de gained some muscle - paris ingram ii

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joint rolled by the headstand
i’m blowing on that headband (gas)
got cash sitting all round a n-gga (ooh)
left hand and right hand (right hand)
i’m only smoking a full gram
you can buy in bulk but this ain’t sams
my clique tight
won’t disband
took a step back
had to rebrand
you thought i lost it but i never lost it
i’m the hardest out
ain doing talking (no talking)
the blunt went out
but i’m bout to spark it
i be running sh-t these n-ggas barely jogging (haa)
the haters here
they finna hate me harder
watch splash like new water (splash)
dunk’d out like vince carter
imma say it again
bihh i’m from florida
bad hoes and they all in order (i swear)
swear to god all of em quarters
breaking bread down with the tеam
feeling like we all work for thomas (what?)
the drеam was small but became enormous
i done worked hard for 4 summers (for real)
n-ggas acting like stevie wonder
acting like they ain’t seen me coming

remember nights i dreamed of that money (i was dreaming)
now i became a fiend for that money (a money fiend)
found a plan
put my team on that money (real sh-t)
remember when they ain’t believe in money (they ain’t believe)
then the hate turned to love
but i know that it’s phony (phony n-gga)
bald fade with the glasses
i was ugly (i remember)
now them same hoes wave at me in public (f-ck it)
they tried to weigh me down
i gained some muscle (ooh)

i just benchpressed the hate
it made me tougher
now i just cause the plays
like a huddle (ah)
and if we catch you offsides
yards double (yeah)
n-ggas tried to throw rocks
it turned to rubble(it turned to rubble n-gga)
putting smoke in the air like we by the m-ffler (huh?)
got the game wrapped tighter than a knuckle (what)
and if them boys want beef then we gone chuck em
100 pieces like a puzzle
and a pound up in a duffel (gas)
lose the weight and get it back
and the profit gone double (slim fast)
got d-mn it’s 500 for the buckle (whew)
yeah i get a lot of bread but i’ll never crumble if the money talk man my sh-t a sounding like a jungle (it’s loud)

remember nights i dreamed of that money (i was dreaming)
now i became a fiend for that money (a money fiend)
found a plan
put my team on that money (real sh-t)
remember when they ain’t believe in money (they ain’t believe)
then the hate turned to love
but i know that it’s phony (phony n-gga)
bald fade with the glasses
i was ugly (i remember)
now them same hoes wave at me in public (f-ck it)
they tried to weigh me down
i gained some muscle (ooh)

now them same hoes wave at me in public
they tried to weigh me down
i gained some muscle (ugh)

now them same hoes wave at me in public (f-ck it)
they tried to weigh me down
i gained some muscle (ooh)

- paris ingram ii

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