a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de closer to my dreams (freestyle) - ralfy the plug

[verse]
he blind from the light show
askin’ all these questions, you got a mic on?
boogers in the bezel clearly say i’m in a different timezone
i see your piece hittin’ a little too hard ’cause they rhinestones
d-gg-n’ foreigns, doin’ donuts at the stinc team sideshow
[?] gettin’ sideways, it’s my way or the highway
when the time come, it’s gon’ be plenty of racks in my estate
a pretty broke b-tch wouldn’t get the time of day
you said you got some money for the plug, i got time today
too busy gettin’ money, i don’t got time to play
i’m a dog, you lookin’ for a stray cat, i’ll be a lion today
a chemical reaction when me and the beat mix, bombs away
turn your main to my freak b-tch, make her do what simon says
i wish the b-tch knew she had a million dollars between her legs
can’t even reach her full potential ’cause she too busy renegadin’
stop play with the stinc team in the city, we been the greatest
it’s crazy how we gettin’ the most money in this sh-t and we still ain’t made it
these fake pimps chillin’ with f-g b-tches that still ain’t paid
edd ballers, got these b-tches thinkin’ we can lay up
b-tches sayin’ “i like your swag ’cause you don’t say too much”
she like, “you gon’ buy me a birkin?” b-tch, you play too much
i’m off the perc’, b-tch, i’m tryna get face and guts
my b-tches be like my other n-gga’s broke, you my favorite one
she like, “i been the game, and out of my draft picks, you’re the one”
plug talkin’ with anonymous [?], my source was juan
pulled up to the finish line three minutes early, they like, “for sure you the one”
you can keep the james bond status for the golden gun
i feel like bruce wayne, [?] my evil sidekick robin with loaded guns
they be like, “ralfy, you be talkin’ crazy, for sure it’s the mud”
if i can’t have no more babies, for sure it’s the drugs
i nut on b-tches’ faces just to show some love
all my b-tches come with payments and shoulder rubs
rest in peace any beat in ten minutes, load ’em up
they don’t play with the plug in the streets, n-ggas know what’s up
i done been to h-ll and back, didn’t fold or nothin’
when they say i got racks, them ain’t no assumptions
i’m kickin’ racks on the floor and you can’t do nothin’
like, you n-ggas gon’ learn the hard way for always tryna prove somethin’
ten years, some of you n-ggas gon’ be cleanin’ my shoe scuffles
five-seven bullets turn to spongebob, we don’t do scuffles
ralfy 90x, the stinc team the new muscle
rap checks be crazy, every day, a new bundle
a lot of n-ggas could’ve had the position i’m in, but you fumbled
n-gga think he 2pac’ll get his juice took like big [?]
gang and them’ll air fry his whip up with big choppers
my n-ggas don’t speak your language, gang and them stick talkers
mei ling don’t want me goin’ back to pickpocketin’
before rappin’, my profession was pickin’ locked doors
i’m the coach, if we playin’ ball, you don’t want your b-tch in my court
kickin’ it old school, still break the b-tch with no force
they gon’ die, they gon’ cry, i’ma laugh with no remorse
she like, “ralfy, really want me to make you rich?” of course
the way you lackin’, i can tell your last n-gga was a store runner
i see your bum ass recyclin’ cash with your mother
n-ggas be hangin’ around them undercover brothers
with a dime b-tch, d-ck gettin’ undercover smothered
i’m finna go, i told her open up her mouth, it’s time for supper
free my n-ggas in the pen’ doin’ life for nothin’
i’m with the trail back to back, these n-ggas lyin’ for nothin’
i’m a winner, what, they thought we was finna tie up or somethin’?
she like, “what are we, ralfy?” b-tch, i’m too tired of [?]
that’s your b-tch, she was gettin’ d-ck slapped and tied up for money
they like, “ralfy comin’, b-tch, hide your money”
if you n-ggas stop doin’ all that hatin’, i might buy you somethin’
a young n-gga gettin’ bald head jasons like caillou cousin
kicked her out the crib with a haudoken like riu cousin
if your bum broke ass stop hatin’, i might buy you somethin’
[outro]
b-tch, eat that
bum-ass n-gga, i can do this sh-t all day, man
feed me beats, n-gga
this sh-t easy, n-gga
rest in peace any beat in ten minutes, b-tch, my neck hurt
long live the ruler, long live the great and all that
keep the truth alive, man, the truth is undisputed, we know the truth
yeah, you n-ggas don’t like the truth, n-gga, but you gotta deal with it
n-gga, straight facts
no illusions
no rap cap

- ralfy the plug

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS