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letra de republican - token

[intro]
yeah, yeah
sound like “curfew”
f-ck it

[verse]
i got a hold on commitment
i gotta focus on business
i got her a necklace she act like she bought it herself even though it was gifted
she like it aggressive, i’m smacking her back she get mad if it don’t leave a imprint
my girl is a liberal, her p-ssy republican, she only gon’ let the rich in
i remember when i was a no-name, f-ck it i was never just a no-name
when they talking to me see the tone change
i got motherf-ckers in the bleacher like a home game
three women opening the lower it’s a bouquet, okay
four women opening the flower, i’mma lose count
she think i’m a dog and i’mma probably make snoop proud
lookin’ like a bunny and she probably make hugh proud
ooh wow, when i feed the chick she gotta chew loud
futile, every time they talkin’ i be tuned out
shoot down every other rapper with a few rounds (pew! pow!)
tell me what the f-ck i gotta prove now
god d-mn, hot pants, smoking too much
i don’t even smoke still i make ’em roll up my blunts
it’s a particular feeling when i’m holding my cup
backstage knowing that i did it all without luck
b-tch i already did it, all of this just a bonus
now the bucket list is empty but the wish list is growing
every time i’m going up the competition is lowing
i don’t diss ’em, i don’t miss ’em i just dismiss opponents
used to never get so faded but the interest is growing
and i gotta blame it on my intuition
i’m knowing that they all relyin’ on me
got it real big instead of tryna be the reason mama never deal with depression
never fold under pressure, i’m the truth
anyone who met me put the bet on me too
feeling like a veteran and better yet i’m new
but i’m only getting better, get it better, let ’em snooze
i be here when you awake, ay
oh what a feeling when you spend what you want ’cause you know your money bout to double any f-cking day
young boy in a bank made four-o’-one-k before 401(k), god d-mn
no chance i let ’em decide who i am
i see a condom wrapper in my pants, i see a lyrical rapper with no bands
too bad, godd-mn i ain’t waiting for a grammy to thank my fans
i got all the ogs tryna touch my hands
i got all the new kids tryna do they dance
tell kendrick i’m a fan, i’mma put another legend in a trance
who the best or up and coming? i’mma make you take a stance
i ain’t ever been a liar, you can ask my mans
honestly i don’t know someone who can do what i can, i can
ay, brand new whip, but i still don’t love ’em much
can’t trust y’all if you know that i’m coming up
album out soon, better hope that you’ve done enough

- token

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