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letra de wall street capo - sj the artisan

i can’t believe it myself man
twelve singles, numerous music videos, gang of freestyles
competed and made it to the semifinals and
the final four of these contests several times
but you know what? i ain’t done. my team ain’t done
we ain’t done, i got my eyes set on growin’ my money
perfectin’ my craft, and k!llin it
you thought i out worked you last year
man, n-gga please
you ain’t seen nothin’ yet

b-tch i’m a wolf, but i ain’t no yuppie, man
(yuppie man, woo!)
still tryna climb my way into a hunnid grand
(hunnid grand, yuh!)
had to hit the rest stop causе my life was runnin out of gas
switchin’ lanes i was drivin’ too fast
was on a high but ya boy was ‘bouta crash
(skrrr, skrr)
plenty drinks and plеnty bad b-tches
all up in my section
gettin lit then i take em back and
let ‘em eat dessert, just a lil snackin’
was down and out now i’m wealth building
homie i ain’t ever goin broke again
i’m tryna leave something for the kids so we finally get a boat n’ live
(get a boat n’ live)
last year it was back to business
came up in the spot feelin’ extra vicious
all these haters wanna scale but n-gga they ain’t fishing
traveled all this way to find they still trippin like
(woah)
somebody tell them to scram (scram)
respect the big stepper i am (am)
bet on myself and the bros (bros)
cause we raisin the stock on the brand (woo!)
no splittin’ shares but we buyin’ back the block that’s a fact
100s in the market, let it stack
i gotta finish the mission from way back (way back)
my grandfather built a business, now i gotta raise the stakes
take that grind and put it back into the bank
woo!
cause if you know me then you know i get dough
mobbin’ up like corleones i’m gon rundown on my foes
money goals is all i know i gotta family to build
if you ain’t talkin’ how t’ stack you gotta stay off the field
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo

yo
dreams of a caddy or porsche (porsche), but failin t’ climb up the ladder (ladder)
then started to jump of the porch, (porch) poddin’ out t’ the wall street trapper
(let’s go)
lessons, learned em (learned em), got my stripes cause i earned ‘em (woo!)
dead weight, desert ‘em, (yeah) that’s a crisis averted
(uh huh)
access, granted, (granted) loadin’ up the secret weapon
and beef? dead it, (let’s dead it) cause n-ggas ain’t got no direction (nope)
we the new bape, stars in the makin’
i’m runnin’ it up (count it)
1000 miles and it still ain’t enough
cause i ain’t the dude that you look to for fun (nope)
and while you out celebratin’ all ya wins
i’m on the grind then i’m back to the crib (crib)
and when you need me ima lift you up
cause none of ya friends really give a f-ck (nope)
cause i done had all the pictures with leeches here that’ll love to see you shine
(love to see you shine)
but don’t put a battery pack in ya spine when ya need a recharge in life, man
every era got the same wheel but ima break the cycle
future state, gotta turn the dial
these be the times that we face the trials
and tribulations, still in any case
ima bring the court, that’s the fellowship
(fellowship)
author my saga, i live by the sword
the coin is the motive i’m gettin it
(gettin’ it, gettin’ it)
cause if you know me then you know i get dough
mobbin’ up like corleones i’m gon rundown on my foes
money goals is all i know i gotta family to build
if you ain’t talkin’ how t’ stack you gotta stay off the field
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo
you know i’m a wall street capo

- sj the artisan

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