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letra de tellin me - rianze

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(intro)

a stone don’t turn to a sculpture on it’s own

things take time, that’s just how it is

(pre-chorus)

shoutout yak, been a g, since from the cradle

you ain’t quit rapping boy, you just gave up

i don’t got no time for that, you know i’m goin major. (yeah)

getting more cash than them f-cking bankers

(chorus)

got these bands on me, a couple friends abandoned me

kbk the family, we don’t deal with the jealousy

i’m off the hennessey, yall boys keep talking recklessly

if this money talking, i don’t care what yall telling me
oh this sh-t too hard? (hmm)

how you telling me?

this sh-t ain’t for the weak, its gone take your everything

what have you done for me? you must be kidding me

if this money talking, i don’t care what yall telling me

(verse)

do the math, boy you did sh-t to get even. (yeah)

man, i couldn’t even believe it

boy chill, before i leave your family grieving

f-ck a h-llcat i’m a demon!

see you in your dreams kid

see you, when i’m leaving. (yeah)

i could score 100 on your defense
ball like d. rose, i’ll leave yall boys wilting. (yeah)

even the judge would have to find me guilty!

(bridge)

i’m just coming up but ima be the greatest

i don’t care what yall boys saying

them bands keep coming in, them bands keep coming in

yeah you know i put them numbers in

(pre-chorus)

shoutout yak, been a g, since from the cradle

you ain’t quit rapping boy, you just gave up

i don’t got no time for that, you know i’m goin major. (yeah)

getting more cash than them f-cking bankers

(chorus)
got these bands on me, a couple friends abandoned me

kbk the family, we don’t deal with the jealousy

i’m off the hennessey, yall boys keep talking recklessly

if this money talking, i don’t care what yall telling me

oh this sh-t too hard? (hmm)

how you telling me?

this sh-t ain’t for the weak, its gone take your everything

what have you done for me? you must be kidding me

if this money talking, i don’t care what yall telling me

(verse 2)

i don’t give a f-ck what yall boys got to say

your b-tch keep begging me to buss up on her face!

don’t tell me that, that sh-t was love that sh-t was fake

this role fit me like a glove, it feel like fate

rap game, but this sh-t is not a game!

ysl, how the h-ll did you not know he’s gonna tell?

high as h-ll, roll this 3.5 then smoke that by myself

yall be smoking like adele!

(outro)

get it?

yall smoking deep is what i’m trying to say..

haha

- rianze

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