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letra de day to night - selfmade noah

ap up on my wrist, cuz b-tch, i got my paper right
you know i keep a roll on me, so i keep a laser tight
been hustlin’ like a b-tch, out here from day to night
was beggin’ me to hit but b-tch, you can’t stay the night

took a lil’ time, but now i’m doin’ sh-t y’all ain’t believe in
i’m takin’ the risk, yeah, i’m chillin’ in the deep end
when i lost big brody, only turnt me to a demon
if i catch an opposition, bet i’ma get to squeezin

get your b-tch up in my sheets, then i’m f-ckin’ leavin
how that b-tch she yo’s if she eatin’ up my s-m-n
too much money, now i’m countin’ paper in a different region
could give a f-ck if it’s cold, cuz i’m ballin’ every season

ridin’ in a push to start, i don’t need to put no keys in
i been water whippin’, the pot is f-ckin’ lеakin
try and touch this chicken, then i bet you gеttin’ beaten
these b-tches, they be trippin’, ain’t even got a reason

sippin’ straight peterome, this sh-t f-ckin’ up my image
it come down to it, most yall out here really snitches
like how y’all on the gram, postin’ up with them switches
hundred to ten thousand, i just hundred times my digits

when i touched my first rack, i had to f-ckin’ flip it
but now i can stack a k in only a couple minutes
these p-ssies throwin’ shade, tryna knock me off my pivot
but they only know my name, and i’m bouta pass my limits
know y’all p-ssy broke, that’s why you bankin’ off of bridget
said y’all got the za but really smokin’ on some midget
still up and comin’, they still treatin me like i did it
said y’all got one chance, and then i’m burnin’ bridges

told a b-tch, hit her knees, or go and do them dishes
i might start some business, like i’m gon’ be the richest
all this time i’m grindin’, like i’m gon’ be the biggest
got wockiana in my cup, like i could never sip trish

ap up on my wrist cause b-tch, i got my paper right
been hustlin’ like a b-tch, out here from day to night
you know i keep a roll on me, so i keep a laser tight
was beggin’ me to hit, but b-tch, you can’t stay the night

i’m done catchin’ fades, i’ma just give yo ass a taper
bet these two to threes hit your face, if about my paper
grim reaper came up to me and said, yo, life in danger
two liter and four lines, d-mn i forgot the chaser

swervin’ in my lane, a quick way to meet yo maker
sendin’ bullets at the whip, when they hit it leave a crater
my pockets so buff that they need their own trainer
just tell me what you need, i’m in the cut just like a razor

- selfmade noah

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