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letra de gary vee - tony shhnow

[intro]
(i really like to use cash)

[chorus]
young n-gga with a dream to make it out old
somewhere in the traphouse breaking down o’s
working with a tool on us like lowes
none of my n-ggas clean clothes, can’t fold
keep a bad b-tch ten and i stay ten toes
n-ggas hate me cuz i don’t move like a hoe
sit down, class in, i could put you on the road
playing with them presidents, how you get put on a pole
they be talking no sense, so i make dollars on my own
we speak to the streets, we got money on the phone
vv’s like rock, keep a pocket full of stones
she see me and she cream, no cone
play green and the chop sing, they need tone

[verse 1]
you need me but i don’t need you
she give me loud top, tell that hoe fall through
if we ever need a sucka n-gga, i’ll call you
if my brother out here shooting, n-gga imma ball too
if the police come, imma act brand new
i don’t know sh-t like a [?] in a room
shawty want my seed so i f-ck her off the shrooms
trapping like a b-tch, she can smell it through the fumes
having like a l!ck, i be capping like a fool
he thought that was it till we draw like cartoons
he thought he was hot till that kel tec cooled him
you don’t gotta lean sh-t but my n-ggas still school em
everybody eat bread, tryna be a rich kid like skooly
you could be clipped dawg, life ain’t no movie
ain’t sh-t free out here except for these groupies
counting up chicken, don’t get hit with a two piece
[chorus]
young n-gga with a dream to make it out old
somewhere in the traphouse breaking down o’s
working with a tool on us like lowes
none of my n-ggas clean clothes, can’t fold
keep a bad b-tch ten and i stay ten toes
n-ggas hate me cuz i don’t move like a hoe
sit down, class in, i could put you on the road
playing with them presidents, how you get put on a pole
they be talking no sense, so i make dollars on my own
we speak to the streets, we got money on the phone
vv’s like rock, keep a pocket full of stones
she see me and she cream, no cone
play green and the chop sing, they need tone

[verse 2]
she said the game f-cked up, we need you tony
you don’t gotta say much, we believe you tony
same n-ggas they forgot, but now everybody know me
most n-ggas [?] you can’t be everybody homie
in the trap like trish do my dirt all by my lonely
yeah you getting money but you is not the owner
treat the beef like bologna, turn your shirt ravioli
chilling with my side hoe, p-ssy hit like macaroni
young n-gga with the old guys, no nursery
with the hoodrats but they act like howard university
blue hunnids, red fifties, my pockets got diversity
smoking meds, but i cut that kale just like surgery
if it ain’t a emergency don’t hit my phone unless it’s about the currency
motivation to the streets, i’m a trap house [?]
told your b-tch don’t worship but she still gon drop down on her knees
working for the racks, keep a stack, we just get the cheese
[chorus]
young n-gga with a dream to make it out old
somewhere in the traphouse breaking down o’s
working with a tool on us like lowes
none of my n-ggas clean clothes, can’t fold
keep a bad b-tch ten and i stay ten toes
n-ggas hate me cuz i don’t move like a hoe
sit down, class in, i could put you on the road
playing with them presidents, how you get put on a pole
they be talking no sense, so i make dollars on my own
we speak to the streets, we got money on the phone
vv’s like rock, keep a pocket full of stones
she see me and she cream, no cone
play green and the chop sing, they need tone

- tony shhnow

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