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letra de kept it real - tay trench

[verse]
left my ex in the past (in the past)
gotta get this money, yeah, i gotta make it last (make it last)
gotta grab my k, heard some n-ggas talkin’ trash (talkin’ trash)
gotta get this money, gotta make it to the bag (to the bag)
broke hoes, they can’t brag
talkin’ down? n-gga, catch these f-ckin’ hands (f-ckin’ hands)
run ’em down with a .223, i spray ’em (bow, bow)
your b-tch gon’ suck me down and she don’t use no hands (h-ll naw, n-gga)
your b-tch gon’ let me f-ck her when we land
shoutout jayshaun, the n-ggas who kept it real (kept it real)
shoutout jeremiah, my n-gga was made to k!ll (bow, bow)
he aimin’ for your top—you better duck or get k!lled
me and my gang, h-ll yeah, we on top of the hill
h-lla h-llcats, h-lla guns, h-lla diamonds—that’s all we got (that’s all we got)
he broke, he got no money—h-ll naw, that’s all he got
i don’t need a shooter—h-ll naw, you play with me, get shot
i was on the mutuals, i was laughin’, almost knocked a n-gga out (knocked a n-gga out)
try me again, i might have to pull up to his f-ckin’ house (fax)
i ain’t chief keef, but it’s racks stuffed in the f-ckin’ couch (in the f-ckin’ couch)
that boy he a b-tch, he soft—he just a drought
can’t go legit, trappin’ ’til i die
can’t let go, i can’t stop now
two n-ggas tried me—ain’t go far
next n-gga try me, they goin’ underground

- tay trench

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