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letra de addicted 2 results - payroll giovanni

[part i]

[intro]
habits bring results

[chorus]
i became addicted to results (yeah)
diamond chain glisten through my coat
i remember when these b-tches did the most, now n-ggas do the most
so i get my money and continue livin’ like a ghost (get money)

[verse 1]
get in ghost mode until you sittin’ in the ghost (yop)
needed more results, so i took a different approach
lookin’ through my phone, i ain’t got no pictures to post
my phone full of pics that inspire me the most (like what?)
mansions, mansions, rolls-royces, millions (yeah)
pateks, aps, penthouses for thе vision (you know)
first rollie i bought, my wrist could barely evеn fit it
last time i had a watch under fifty, it’s been a minute (it’s been a minute)
if you got a good heart, be careful how you lend it
’cause good hearts attract leeches and they tank ain’t got no limit (no)
if it’s really love, they should wanna see you winnin’
not focused on your hand and b-tchin’ ’bout what you should give ’em
i’m goin’ over floor plans while i’m wine sippin’ (yop)
still cool with all of my partner-in-crime n-ggas
except the ones that ran off, them no-grind n-ggas
been hustlin’ since a kid and still nickel-and-dime n-ggas (d-mn)
my goal is to never be the n-gga doin’ interviews
about a bigger n-gga i was once around, livin’ through
cryin’ ’bout all the sh-t i feel real n-ggas do
and what he didn’t do, get your money, stop the b-tchin’, dude (get money)
[chorus]
i became addicted to results (yop)
diamond chain glisten through my coat
i remember when these b-tches did the most, now n-ggas do the most
so i get my money and continue livin’ like a ghost (get money)
i became addicted to results (yeah)
diamond chain glisten through my coat
i remember when these b-tches did the most, now n-ggas do the most
so i get my money and continue livin’ like a ghost (yop)

[verse 2]
ferrari missions
detroit n-gga, so i’m in it with the cartis tinted (cartis tinted)
i ain’t social, i don’t care about no party, n-gga (naw)
this sh-t ain’t ’bout who the toughest, it’s ’bout how smart n-ggas
let ’em crash on they own (f-ck ’em)
used to base my livelihood off of grams and some stones
now the bed full of stones
you jealous of your mans ’cause of hoes
ready to double cross him ’cause some hoes want him
i don’t know these n-ggas and i don’t wanna know ’em (i’m straight)
my main objective is stay healthy and keep money flowin’
they talk sh-t, i got quiet and got money on ’em (got money)
upgraded my kit, yeah, i went chunky on ’em (chunky)
your chain full of lab sh-t that look monkey on ’em (the f-ck is that?)
proud of myself, i went from gram shavin’ (gram shavin’)
to spendin’ thousands just on landscaping, used to play my man’s bas-m-nt (yeah)
sayin’ how i wish i had this, then peeped, man, i’m playin’ (i’m playin’)
got off my ass and got to cash makin’, yeah (you know)
(step up your game)
[part ii]

[chorus]
i’m tryna turn fifty to a hundred (hundred), a hundred to an m (yop)
i introduce myself like, “i’m him” (i’m him)
you should see the sh-t on my wrist when it’s dim (d-mn)
i’m swervin’ in the foreign, tryin’ not to crack a rim (rrt)
i’m tryna turn fifty to a hundred (hundred), a hundred to an m (yeah)
i introduce myself like, “i’m him” (i’m him)
you should see the sh-t on my wrist when it’s dim (d-mn)
i’m swervin’ in the foreign, tryin’ not to crack a rim (get money, n-gga)

[verse]
ghetto kid turned bougie n-gga
for no occasion, i’m out louis sippin’
waiter complimentin’ how my jewelry hittin’
we f-ck with us, we don’t talk to n-ggas (naw)
i be off a n-gga, playin’ him close gon’ make you off a n-gga (bah)
was dime pitchin’, now i ride benzes
i’m in the penthouse chillin’, bein’ patient ’til the crib finished
it come with marble floors and tall ceilings
sh-t i accomplish make me boss, i’m accomplished for the loss (boy)
i only trust my plug and bylug (yeah)
i split a hundred five ways and cop some work with my dub (f-ck it)
used to be on hot blocks, now i chill in hot tubs
his face rarely seen, but he shinin’ when he pop up
[chorus]
i’m tryna turn fifty to a hundred (hundred), a hundred to an m (yop)
i introduce myself like, “i’m him” (i’m him)
you should see the sh-t on my wrist when it’s dim (d-mn)
i’m swervin’ in the foreign, tryin’ not to crack a rim (rrt)
i’m tryna turn fifty to a hundred (hundred), a hundred to an m (yeah)
i introduce myself like, “i’m him” (i’m him)
you should see the sh-t on my wrist when it’s dim (d-mn)
i’m swervin’ in the foreign, tryin’ not to crack a rim (boy)

- payroll giovanni

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