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letra de all different - septembersrich

all different lyrics
[intro]
(yo luca, where you at?)

[chorus: yeat]
b-tch i mix the x with the perc
b-tch i mix the cayenne with the swerve
f-ck my money up then watch it twerk
chilling with my demons and the gods i don’t know what’s worse
i just turned a fifty to a hundred
just like ovo this d-r-a-c-o gon’ burn [?]
you say you changed but what you learned from it
finessed this lame out his lane yea [?]
i took way too much x i lost every feeling
i stopped clearing fake checks i already made a k!lling
[?] you woulda thought i was dealing
they told me go and touch the roof b-tch i broke the ceiling
it ain’t sh-t behind the numbers on the instagram
i tried every time i could [?]
my pockets filled with caskets, and presidents
baguettes moved into my watch, they brand new residents
and they said that sh-t could get so evil, sh-t get resident
who they calling on my phone that’s the racks again

[verse: septembersrich]
who that calling on my phone that e.d.d, that fifty racks they in
i seen half ’em fold, i seen half ’em bend
when i get to popping these percs i leave the earth and make my b-tches bend
fly out to j-pan, different color yen
it’s all brand new 2020 [?]
where my driver at? where that wocky at?
i just shipped a gun, get it when i land
ninety for some runtz, we extra busy (extra busy)
every time we in chanel we pull out fifty
he tried to play me like a b-tch’s parents missing
[chorus: yeat]
b-tch i mix the x with the perc
b-tch i mix the cayenne with the swerve
f-ck my money up then watch it twerk
chilling with my demons and the gods i don’t know what’s worse
i just turned a fifty to a hundred
just like ovo this d-r-a-c-o gon’ burn [?]
you say you changed but what you learned from it
finessed this lame out his lane yea [?]
i took way too much x i lost every feeling
i stopped clearing fake checks i already made a k!lling
[?] you woulda thought i was dealing
they told me go and touch the roof b-tch i broke the ceiling-

[outro]
at the end of the day i’m still alive
i can’t take back what i did there’s no point in trying
you can see the drugs that b-tch in my eyes
you still [?]
watch the way i try

- septembersrich

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