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letra de ultimate (sma remix) - sma (sean a. mccune)

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[chorus]

i am the one, don’t weigh a ton
don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street
under the sun, the father’s one
will pop the glock to feed himself and family
by any means, your enemies, my enemies
we wet them up like a canteen
the yellow tape surrounds the fate
don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates

[verse 1]

hey, always tryna keep up with the pace
hey, curry said he done caught a case
hey, feeling like i’m in a car chase
hey, trying not to live with all my pain
hey, my girl says she’s gonna stay
tryna keep myself alive forget bout yesterday
hey, tomorrow brings a brand new day
hey, and i’ll do it all my own way
think i am ultimate, no i’m not ultimate
don’t even try with the lies (lies)
look at the sky, and begin to ask why
my life is so dry all of the time (time)
my presence is shy, so i try to act sly
and no i ain’t talking a spy (spy)
kick down your door, come on you want some more
it is clear you don’t want to comply (comply)

[verse 2]

i will defy
she on me like fungi
i might give her pinkeye
so she get some shuteye
oh no, don’t you deny
that you ain’t my ally
boy you on the standby
can you even reply
you don’t got the supplies
boy i’ll call you popeye
go and eat some potpie
cause on you is bird’s-eye
fly away like a fly
boy you looking c-ckeyed
get up outta my spot
boy you disqualified
ultimate
ultimate

[chorus]

i am the one, don’t weigh a ton
don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street
under the sun, the father’s one
will pop the glock to feed himself and family
by any means, your enemies, my enemies
we wet them up like a canteen
the yellow tape surrounds the fate
don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates
i am the one, don’t weigh a ton
don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street
under the sun, the father’s one
will pop the glock to feed himself and family
by any means, your enemies, my enemies
we wet them up like a canteen
the yellow tape surrounds the fate
don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates

[verse 3]

hey, what are you still doing here?
hey, i told you to get out of here!
hey, you better be filled with the fear!
hey, gonna make you shed a tear!
still think i’m ultimate, ha i’m not ultimate
did it, i said it, no buts
keep your mouth shut, my bro said he gon’ cut
you prolly thinking “wait what?”
get away from me!
you made a mistake going messing with me!
your safety from me’s prolly your final plea!
i’m only counting down from the number three!
boy don’t you wish you were free? haha
free from the caution of me? haha
it seems we have reached the grand prix
and the winner is me, ha
and the winner is me

[chorus]

i am the one, don’t weigh a ton
don’t need a gun to get respect up on the street
under the sun, the father’s one
will pop the glock to feed himself and family
by any means, your enemies, my enemies
we wet them up like a canteen
the yellow tape surrounds the fate
don’t have a face, so now you late, open the gates

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