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letra de distance - sq lac

blunt to the face can’t hit this
bet i’m on your lil b-tch hit list
i’m a big shark with the big drip
ain’t no more wave you’re a lil shrimp
one of one, no way you can get this
y’all n-ggas never gone get me
big stick knock him out his britches
f-ck boy better keep your distance
oh no can’t hang with ya
don’t want to hear you play victim
oh them n-ggas they stay with ya
sleepover they lay with ya
we don’t want the fakes or the mentions
i know what it takes to go get it
lil n-gga when it comes the millions
bet anything i’m going to go the distance

750 the latest edition
boy you’re too late for the dissing
i d-mn near made me a million
i’m going to let you stay in them feelings
look at my face boy i’m serious
anytime, anyplace you can get it
it ain’t no case, ain’t no witness
y’all n-ggas funny just stop it
all that money you ain’t cop sh-t
we ain’t no dummy, you ain’t got it
f-ck from around me you ain’t bout it
remember if you ain’t play my sh-t in the club
then me and my n-ggas was flipping it up
but now that i got this little buzz
i focus on money and do it because
might cpn another benz
might hit a friend let her join in
i’m from the low end i can’t pretend
blow a back end and set a new trend
it’s my time i done took off
been more booked up than a bookshop
still keep the rollie in the shoebox
i still keep a shooter on the rooftop
throwin shots with no aim
ain’t no missing we close range
y’all ain’t bullies y’all so lame
call y’all bullets got no name
i’m on my road to riches
y’all supposed to diss me
i just know you ain’t with it
that’s why you know your distance

i run the city like a mayor
we ain’t believing sh-t y’all made up
we know y’all ain’t made nothing
money printer beeps like pager
y’all gone have to pay up
they say we beefin let’s knock them
and watch his people r.i.p. his page up
trying to side eye with the dry hate
don’t let them slide by up in my face
do a drive by in his drive way
how you on the sideline looking sideways
now i’m up, don’t dap me down
you just at a show cause we packed it out
college girl want money for her school
told her i’m going to need that cap and gown
ain’t no question ask around
i’m the man i demand it now
no helping hands, just hand me down
no fans now, b-tches fan me down
neck like a tv glitching
act like you don’t see me get it
you on a knee and i’m knee deep in her
your fault why you leave me with her
i bet the house on my lingo
bet i pull his card like bingo
i set the bar like limbo
your tape flopped, you’ll never get on
all of my hoes sadity
all my clothes expensive
i’m so close i feel it
we ain’t even close but you feel me

- sq lac

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