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letra de been on - rell wright

[intro: sample & rell wright]
“woah, what only blinds me”
“a tattered heart”
“to you it does again”
yeah, alright

[chorus: rell wright]
aye tell them m-th-f-ckas’ that we been on
yeah they ain’t known the sh-t, my n-ggas, been on
yeah we just going hard till’ we get on
woulda’ thought we had wings all that fly sh-t we been on
somebody tell them n-ggas that we been on
yeah they ain’t known the sh-t, my n-ggas, been on
aye we just going hard till’ we get on
woulda’ thought we had wings all that fly sh-t we been on, mike!

[verse 1: rell wright]
me and t dog, b-tch we in the building
40 in my pocket but i’m feeling like a billion
they say that i’m a bad guy, mincing civilians (what?)
we’re sorry for displaying some resilience (yuh)
my situation wasn’t the greatest but in two years from now
i’m gone look back and play this
blast this sh-t in my audi and have a good laugh at haters
saying i don’t deserve the crown, but i took that with patience n-gga

[bridge: harold major & rell wright]
it’s just me and the alliance (woah)
day ones only cause i’m biased (woah)
you not rocking with the finest? (woah)
we the number one suppliers
yeah, said we the number one suppliers
and you know i cannot quit until i get what i desire n-gga

[pre-chorus: rell wright]
uh, aye tell them m-th-f-ckas’ recognize
only room for the squad cause the real is right
yeah just some young brothas coming in the skies
so tell them n-ggas at the top they better step aside
(yeah, yeah, no, no, no, no, no)

[chorus: rell wright]
yeah cause they ain’t known the sh-t, my n-ggas, been on
yeah try and reach a level that we been on
yeah we just going hard till’ we get on
woulda’ thought we had wings all that fly sh-t we been on, mike!

[post-chorus: harold major & rell wright]
one time for the n-ggas that was hatin’ on me
two times for the b-tches that was fakin’ on me
three times for the critics i’m the greatest homie
hey, no thanks to y’all we finna make it homie

[verse 2: harold major]
how’d i go from your average dreamer
to the game in my possession at the snap of a finger
dropped out of college cause i ain’t learn no cr-p from no teachers
realized that i was really god with some african features
f-ck a degree n-gga
cops shootin’ kids, know what that did to my mind?
it was the very opposite of what the system designed
cause if it wasn’t for the ruckus i’d be still in the blinds
for spittin’ these rhymes, but sh-t is realer this time
i’m tryna get 16 cars from 16 bars
i had to look up to the sky and then recharge
just knowing that god was there when he would send me cards
i thought i couldn’t handle when it left me scared
man, look what my sk!lls come to
i see errors in you future if you play with a n-gga sun you
shout out to all of my demons, and still f-ck you
cause i’m finna sell ticks like bill russell

- rell wright

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