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letra de pull up like - teekay

[intro:]
yea! n-gga’, how you pull up man!
shiit ain’t boutta luck bro
let’s get it!

[verse 1:]
started from the b-ttom tryin’ to make it top thats brazy
doin’ all my best so i can get my money right, they hatin’
grindin’ everyday, i shoot my shot, i thank the lord, i’m grateful
working up a stake, i don’t blow stake until i’m ’bout to blow it
n-gga’s turn me down, i got myself and turn my hustle up, i’m
doin’ all my things a different way, i love the way i’m doin’ it
strivin’ everyday for better days, i think i might be something
never losing hope on god, i know i’m probly gon’ be somethin’
grew up in the street, i been in the trenches long, i never fold
actin’ like i’m hot causе ion want em’ know i’m feelin’ cold
i know all these n-gga’s wanna see mе fall i’m never gon’
man i’m all the way up, nothin’ can stop, i’m f-ckin’ strong

[chorus:]
life is ’bout the money, money is ’bout the life
if you ain’t gat the money is just like you ain’t gat no life
run up for the money get the bag and pull up like
yeah! pull up like
n-gga tryna pull up like
life is ’bout the money, money is ’bout the life
if you ain’t gat the money is just like you ain’t gat no life
run up for the money get the bag and pull up like
yeah! pull up like
n-gga tryna pull up like
[verse 2:]
n-gga’ die off hunger, whole lotta food at the funeral
life is a b-tch and the you die, that so critical
n-gga’s never get caught when it happens thats unusual
only lord knows what we never know that’s usual
hoping for tomorrow to be better than i ever want
tryna get the money so you can get all you ever want
be yo f-ckin’ self and never try to be another one
get up every mornin’ and tell yourself “i ain’t gonna give it up”
focus like you don’t know how to give up, hustle very hard
hustle wit a motive, start up where you at get it all
never try to plan on how you wanna make n-gga fall
meditate on how to be successful and be generous

[verse 3:]
get the bag and gas up
keep your f-ckin’ head up
when you finally fall
look up, get up, stand up
never try to give up
look up to the future
be yourself and be more
cause the street ain’t gat no true love
but you need to be the street voice
even when those n-ggas hate on you
get money, run million bucks
wit the big bags and the labels on
get diamonds like 24
make them shine on you like you ever want
table turns, it might your turn
its by destiny, shiit ain’t boutta luck

- teekay

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