letra de victory music - sam austins
sam austins, the best of n-ggas…
bad b-tches, they love a n-gga…
codeine f-cks up a n-gga…
herojuana don’t touch a n-gga…
break down the kush though, i’m way over p-ss, doe
i drop 30 like kobe, b-tch
i’m an all star, i ain’t ron doe..
you n-ggas get mad
y’all ain’t used to the pressure
i f-cked a singin’ b-tch, got the head, and called her kesha
team austins, b-tch, should’ve taught you n-ggas better
i’ll fly to kansas, show you victory piling up weather
these hoes love me but f-ck it, i’m bout to f-ck them, made a couple fans become fam after welcome
i’m throwing dollars up, picking which b-tch i’ma f-ck, rolling the grams in the paper, showing my -ss and my luck
fame is clearly my drug…
everything is between it…
victory music, hoe…
pride is all up between it, while your b-tch is all on my p-n-s, tellin’ f-ck n-ggas she means it, when she f-ck yo’ mans on the weekend, seems like cute b-tches don’t mean sh-t
i made a profit, hoe…
i made a f-ckin’ profit, writing stories out of nonsense, f-cking women born in london, ugh…
my fear’s deceased and my money flies off in weeks and i’m talking to dirty b-tches that look cleaner in my sheets
drunk b-tches don’t drive…
stoned b-tches don’t either
i’ll call a taxi for you since you’ll overdose with a fever…
don’t need no dead b-tches laying round in my condo, drugs all in your system, cocaine is your problem…
making money ain’t easy…
f-cking models ain’t easy…
working hard ain’t easy…
the way i treat these hoes ain’t easy…
i treat b-tches like objects, i own them since they sleazy, i got racks to buy they racks, call that stocking up on some wall street
money, money, money, n-gga, money, money, money
no i.d. drivin’, look like money, money, money
rappers want my progress, lookin’ funny, funny, funny
fans want my story, here it goes, from your lovely
… i wanna do it like no other…
i made this mixtape for my mother…
…start praying, motherf-cker…
i’ll get it all, motherf-cker…
labels wanna cosign me, n-ggas plottin’ my fall, the bosses plottin’ my success
i hope it’s for the best, i’m part of a bigger picture, i split the money in figures, i’ll take y’all with me, my n-ggas, they wanna use my dreams, turn my words into memories
taking everything seriously, i’ll take the future far lyrically…
they wanna break my will to live, but they couldn’t break desire, desire to be the sh-t, my brother
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