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letra de espy - scutio

[intro]
running numbers up i need an espy
so much money yeah she wanna spend it
got ya shawty tryna come and bless me
leave her p-ssy soaking thru the bed sheet

[verse 1]
m-th-f-ck the industry and
m-th-f-ck society
they ain’t wanna understand me
cuz its not too many g’s
they had kicked me out of school
p-ssy ain’t no sweet 16
f-ck them goofy lamo scholars them
degrees don’t mean a thing
brick by brick
piece by piece
dollas turn to diamond rings
metaphysical i elevate and turn to
things unseen
supreme when i succeed
my successors gon get everything
have thеm bums u see on the street saying
“he used to go my to school with mе”
but lemme tell you wasn’t always sweet
had my heart broken by a lil queen
left me souless didn’t have a thing
i had n0body it was just me
to find yourself it ain’t an easy thing
but still i rose derrick mvp
and now im noticing they envying
now they noticing i’m menacing
[chorus]
running numbers up i need an espy
so much money yeah she wanna spend it
got ya shawty tryna come and bless me
leave her p-ssy soaking thru the bed sheet

[verse 2]
m-th-f-ck the industry and
m-th-f-ck society
everybody wanna play along but that’s until
the matrix got you inna sleeve
but i promise you that can be never me
and i promise you my flow is bettering
lead an army of goons like a veteren
the world spin around me like a centerpiece
im the hall of fame you the rookie league
f-ck a scholarship this is prophecy
profit margin look like a monopoly
paper stacking like im inna office seat
to get something that you never had mean
you gotta do something that you never think
you ain’t trying if you never fail to be perfects
stupid just a fantasy
running numbers up atm cash machine
money knock on my door like its mad at me
i can charge ya like i need a battery
flow abysmal deranged with insanity
i make money making lookin casually
i was lonely can’t believe it actually
now she tryna come back lookin up to me
imma prophet thats why all my profits green
[chorus]
running numbers up i need an espy
so much money yeah she wanna spend it
got ya shawty tryna come and bless me
leave her p-ssy soaking thru the bed sheet

[verse 3]
give it all
gotta fight gotta do it right
be the light
work hard every single night
screw the haters
screw the likes
do what makes you hype
move the paper
living life gotta make it nice
we in the matrix, break the fold
wake it up
keep on pushing
if sleep you ain’t waking up
you wana be a tik tok star or a legend
i ain’t taking nothing less than i am destined for!
baby go for the gold!
baby go for the gold!
baby go for the gold!

- scutio

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