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letra de 56 bars - peezy

[intro]
(wood on the beat)
yeah
ayy, at this point, it ain’t even no catchin’ up, n-gga
you boys might as well give it up
tie (da realest)
and i’m still on my winter grind, n-gga (still on my grind)
you already know what time it is with me, boy (still on my winter grind)
let’s get it (still on my winter grind)

[verse]
ayy
b-tch, i’m still on my winter grind (on my winter grind)
be broke and get a bag, i had to make my mind (i had to take my mind)
but it wasn’t overnight, i had to take my time (yeah)
fast forward to that money, i don’t press rewind (i don’t press rewind)
diamonds in the fourty-one, b-tch, i’m pressed for time (you see it)
press the b-tton on you n-ggas, have them k!llers slide (bah, bah)
first n-gga at the table when it’s dinnertime (it’s dinnertime)
team east ghetto boyz, we a enterprise (enterprise), n-gga
mink dragon when it’s snowin’ out (facts)
put my name on a flier, b-tch, it’s goin’ down (it’s on)
spread the money on the table, make it go around (make it go around)
used to couldn’t buy the rollie but i own it now (i got two of ’em)
n-gga talkin’ out his head, i tell him, “tone it down”
i be over n-ggas’ heads, i gotta tone it down (tone it down)
pull up to your baby mama crib and burn it down
go to any hood with my chains out, i run the town (run the town), n-gga
never said i was gangster (never)
baby, i’m a hustler, turn words into paper
used to sell crack and break birds into eigthies
yeah, i play dumb but let a n-gga try to play me (boy)
used to fly to cali’ lookin’ for a plug daily (yeah)
ain’t doin’ sh-t for free, n-gga, f-ck you, pay me
thought you was my dawg, then you switched up and traded
told your b-tch i was stayin’ the night then i skated (ha)
flexin’ on the ‘gram, throw the rollie in they faces (uh)
how you gettin’ money but you makin’ fake pages? (lame)
yeah, i heard about you n-ggas’ names on them statements
i’m in vegas on the strip, you n-ggas wanna trade places? (trade places), huh?
in miami in the suite (yeah)
i was lookin’ up n-ggas, now they lookin’ up to me (for real)
felled out a couple times, had to get back on my feet (i’m up)
got a crib on the ‘burbs, but i hustle on the east (ah)
white tee was ten, but the jeans cost a g (ooh)
belt was seven-hundred, paid two hundred for the weeks (yeah)
out of town hustlin’, might not see me for some weeks (i’m gone)
when i get back to the crib, everything on me (i got it)
me and raw lean and sippin’, pourin’ out the p (two gs)
put it on my mama, i ain’t never been sweet (never)
yeah, i want the high, sh-t ain’t never cheap
how you say you run the city but ain’t never been east? (how?)
n-ggas dead broke, they ain’t never gon’ eat (never)
b-tch, i’m here to stay and i ain’t never gon’ leave (yeah)
hustle all night, i ain’t never gon’ sleep
i’m just givin’ free game to these n-ggas, i don’t preach (uh, i don’t preach)
b-tch, i got saved by a bell like screech (ah)
dream about that money, yeah, i see it in my sleep (see it)
yeah, i’m eatin’ good, see the food in my t–th
screamin’ free my n-gga vezz’ ’til he get back on the streets (free icewear)
ayy, i done seen a fiend strung out on hard (facts)
then that same n-gga get to jail and run a yard (you hear me?)
never look down on no man, that’s law
how the f-ck is you a kingpin and you don’t own a car? (n-gga)
n-gga, i done been down to my last couple
ain’t n0body give me sh-t, but i ain’t mad, f-ck ’em
had to focus up, buckle down and step it up
you ain’t really livin’ how you rappin’ get your hustle up, n-gga (da realest)
[outro]
y’all n-ggas know y’all can’t f-ck with me, n-gga
that sh-t was lies
i’m ’bout to step on the gas on these n-ggas, though
still on my winter grind, f-ck n-gga
holler at me
five-thousand for a verse, n-gga, ha!

- peezy

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