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letra de lame - stockie

[hook]

you boys lame
talking ’bout some diamonds and some gold up in my chain
hopping out the range so i could pull up in a tank
you ain’t never been there when i struggled in my days
you ain’t never seen that chopper blow right through the rain
yuh
count the dough, help with the pain
bentley windows tinted, so you hoes can’t see my face
feeling like i made a million dollars every day
you boys lame, don’t complain, what a shame

[verse]

and i’m coming up from nothing
then the labels started calling, so i had to give ’em something
made at least three hundred songs, but you hoes ain’t hearing nothing
i just take the beat and rip it, that’s my music they be loving

i been grinding hard
tryna get that audemars
tryna get that foreign car
knock it out the ballpark

name a kid who’s working like i do, man i ain’t heard of ’em
working in the stu with pi’erre bourne, man i’m the first of ’em
whipping lots of foreigns with no roof, man that’s my third of ’em
pulled up in an all black bentley coupe with just a permit, uh

i done put my time in, ’cause i know that i’m gone make it
iced out jesus piece, ’cause i know demons near me waiting
biting my success, my flow and everything they’ve taken
i’m just watching out for ops, and when they come, i’m gon’ be spraying

you boys lame, and i know you hear it
if that’s your girl, don’t let her come near me
enemies, yeah i know they fear me
that’s that real sh-t, that’s what they be hearing

[hook]

- stockie

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