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letra de aau - splashyd

{verse 1: benny bills}
i’m number one
like mcgrady on the magic
swervin’ through the traffic
they say they wanna ball
but never take it to the basket
this sh-t is automatic
i’m relentless when attackin
nothing like these other rappers
steady f-cking up the package
all this paper in my wallet
gotta split it into chapters
all this green inside my jacket
like i won the f-cking masters
i be low up in the cut
but be higher than the rafters
what i am to thе mic
is what kawhi was to the raptors
i’m supplying what they after
no dеnying i’m a factor
meek told ya that there’s levels
i’m just climbing up the ladder
i got money on mind
and you know mind is over matter
every line and every rhyme
was designed for a disaster
(let’s go)
sh-t i lost myself
then i caught myself
cut ’em all off
to hang alone
like i off myself (got d-mn)
now i floss myself
but what i bought myself
put in the time
in turn, became a boss myself (keep going)
the heart cold but the flow hotter
you fake balling asses
i’m a call ya the globetrotters
i remember when my denims
never had no dollars
now they think i run with lil baby
that’s four pockets (four pockets)
i’m thinking more profit
f-ck the plug
b-tch, i’m the wall socket
taking aim at the game
and i came with some raw product
if i got a crumb then we all got it
the family cold hearted
i’m thinking they forgot where we all started
(lets go)
[pre-verse 2: riot]
(yea)
yo benny!
i see you my n-gga
(laughter)
riot!

[verse 2: riot]
suttin’ like a pacer (yah)
lebron on the lakers (facts)
yea, its boston for the paper
i’m a lyrical ball player (give me mine)
i know what you are player (uh huh)
i’m one of the yard saver’s (whoop)
i’m shining, a star player (yea)
i am a hard player (yes)
i’m leaving a scar player
you know who we are player (riot tag)
pushing that foreign k’er
i’m higher than skyscr-pers
fresh to death
with a whole line of gators, f-cker (let me get that)
balling out
suttin’ like the rucker (ballin’)
ridin’ down 95
no, i’m not no trucker
f-cked ya b-tch, no sucker
yea, i am the conductor (f-ck that b-tch)
on the grind
i’m a lyrical mastermind (yea)
bow!
(riot tag)
[verse 3: splashyd]
(laughter)
if money grows on trees
these n-ggas branchless
bank of cold hearted
looking greener than a campus
smashing out the comp
like i’m sitting on a sandwich
i’m edgar allan poe with this canvas
(classic art)
beethoven, mozo, or even bach
i’m k!lling on this court
ya better get me out my spot
i know i know it all
but i never say a lot
and know they’re scheming
so i keep the jeeper’s creepers on my crop (bang bang)
i’m tired of these half ass critics
coming at me
my bars got the swammy’ (swammy’)
jon and brent barry (barry)
raining on parades
’cause i don’t do n-ggas fairly
and the story
set to get deeper than harry’s
hear me
ya f-cking up the game
with these microwaved writtens’ (dead)
they just get the cross
forbidden
if life is the court
then the point is my position
i ain’t here to pull a starks
i’m here to pull a pippen (pippen)
this sh-t is just different (different)
and know that i know
but a n-gga ain’t trippin’ (i ain’t trippin’)
it’s cold hearted

- splashyd

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