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letra de activated - rony

{chorus}
hopped into the booth i just made another hit
two thick b-tches making love in my whip
remember i was broke had to hit a couple l!cks
now i’m counting all this money you would think i was a l!ck
but i don’t give a f-ck n-gga i’m just doing me
made my own wave and i made it out the streets
balling on these n-ggas you would think i’m in the league
hugh hefner on these b-tches do whatever that i please

{verse 1}
getting to the money getting to the paper
used to call me dumb in high school now these b-tches think i’m clever
when i dropped red bottoms they said that i’m next up
i’m a legend in the making i don’t plan on stopping now n-gga
i got b-tches different flavors tryna be my honey
i ain’t worried bout these b-tches stacking up my money
and my city love me like i’m drake in the 6
too much lean in my cup think i just poured a 6

{verse 2}
i treat the beat like we f-cking then i make it cum
came into the game like houdini then i f-cked it up
if a b-tch talking sh-t prolly cause i curved her
if a n-gga hating on me prolly cause i f-cked his b-tch
{verse 3}
living in the hills with my n-ggas yea we made it
911 porsche two seater and it’s tinted
and mozzy gone slide in a maserati coupe
and if you see me out in public with some shades cause i’m f-cked up

{verse 4}
all these b-tches wanna f-ck me cause i’m rich now
remember days a n-gga used to wear the same clothes
now a n-gga switch clothes like i switch flows
dropped out of school i made a living off this rap sh-t
put my all into this sh-t know that one day ima make it
diamonds hitting like javonte davis in the ring
i be spitting facts ain’t no fufu in my rap cuz
n-ggas talking all that sh-t i heard your mans a rat tho

{verse 5}
i be getting to the money yeah i know they envy me
i’m sick of all these n-ggas tryna rap like me
i’m sick of all these n-ggas tryna dress like me
i’m sick all these n-ggas tryna be like me
i’m tired of being humble ima come out with the facts
you n-ggas ain’t spitting sh-t
mumble in your rap
i heard your song bro i would want to quit too
n-ggas thinking that it’s cool walking around like fools
{verse 6}
call me bob the builder walk around with a toolie
i’m a vet in the streets i ain’t playing like no rookie
if you you try to touch me i hit you with that oooowi
let my bruthas handle you like we playing call of duty
whichever whip i’m driving that depends on the weather
my b-tch be feeling herself she can’t get any wetter
she got my d-ck in her mouth call topic of discussion
i’ve been living life n-gga everyday a movie

{chorus}
hopped into the booth i just made another hit
two thick b-tches making love in my whip
remember i was broke had to hit a couple l!cks
now i’m counting all this money you would think i was l!ck
but i don’t give a f-ck(stop) n-gga i’m just doing me
made my own wave and i made it out the streets
balling on this n-ggas you would think i’m in the league
hugh hefner on these b-tches do whatever that i please

- rony

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