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letra de regardless - peezy

[intro]
(wood on the beat)
(da realest)
they don’t wanna see a n-gga ballin’
we gon’ turn up and go hard, then
ayy

[verse 1: peezy]
we ain’t fallin’ off for no reason
flash money on the b-tch just to tease him
j’s on, i don’t f-ck around with yeezys
n-ggas hatin’ from afar but i peeped it
p-ss smellin’ like syrup, i’ve been sippin’ heavy (lean)
racked up, i stayed ready, i ain’t gettin’ rеady
it don’t matter if it’s early, b-tch, i’m in the latеst
i ain’t worried ’bout a deal ’cause i own the label
yeah, what you n-ggas bringin’ to the table?
if i bring all this sh-t i got, i might break it
stop tryna keep up ’cause it might break you
i can buy my way out of trouble ’cause i got paper, n-gga
[chorus: peezy]
they don’t wanna see a n-gga ballin’
they’d rather see a n-gga starvin’
we gon’ turn up and go hard, then
we gon’ shine on a b-tch regardless
they don’t wanna see a n-gga eatin’
we gon’ keep ballin’ every season
we ain’t fallin’ off for no reason
i say, we ain’t fallin’ off for no reason

[verse 2: babyface ray]
we don’t fall off, b-tch, we fall back
i used to call in, they ain’t call back
i was down bad, had to crawl back
don’t listen to these n-ggas ’cause they all act, ayy
yeah, we do it every season
if they told you i was broke, don’t believe ’em
chew with my mouth open just to show these p-ssies that i’m eatin’
if i make one call, then they squeezin’
fresh for no reason, got it out the mud, ask peezy
gettin’ in for real ’cause i needed it
f-ck n-ggas sweet, i’m eatin’
bust it down together, f-ck a [?]
bust another band, i’m the reason, if a n-gga ought to keep it

[chorus: peezy]
they don’t wanna see a n-gga ballin’
they’d rather see a n-gga starvin’
we gon’ turn up and go hard, then
we gon’ shine on a b-tch regardless
they don’t wanna see a n-gga eatin’
we gon’ keep ballin’ every season
we ain’t fallin’ off for no reason
i say, we ain’t fallin’ off for no reason
[verse 3: lil mike mike]
they wanna see me f-cked up, but i ain’t stuntin’ n-ggas
i cash out, want to beef, n-gga, come and get it
anytime i fall off, i’ma grind up
real street n-gga, every hood tryna sign us
look up, club with some drug lords (you know)
and i get love in the slums, boy
i ain’t never been the type to just run around broke
i be bringin’ ‘bows back on the underground road
fresh out the feds, got the city goin’ ape sh-t
jackhammer mike, teachin’ n-ggas how to break bricks
money sky high, i ain’t been home a week yet
[?] boss, before i talk, i’ll meet death

- peezy

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