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letra de milestone - trdee

[intro]
(yo, shout out dj limelights)

[chorus]
i like countin’ money and my b-tches redbone
n-ggas wait to give your roses at your headstone
trippin’ out in cali, in a different timezone
ridin’ from the first chain you get is a milestone
i went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit
just a young n-gga ballin’, feel like calvin cambridge
i’m the one that make the lanes, i could never lane switch

[verse]
always with some new money, never with the same b-tch
let me know it’s deep, i’m poppin’ up just like the boogeyman
huh, my b-tch say she leavin’, i don’t give a d-mn
big dog sh-t, they used to play me like the little man
why you talkin’ ’bout the plug? you the middle man
half-of-fame capper, they should throw you in the guinness book
thick like a bible, but her face look how a gremlin look
sh-ttin’ like the two, but i’m the one, just call me devin book
got it out the mud, it was hustle, baby, come and look
put him in a blender, actin’ tough is what i don’t condone
she gon’ see the chain and wanna blow me like a saxaphone
she already hip, i want the thing above her collarbone
i don’t want the buffs if they ain’t whiter than some styrofoam
[chorus]
i like countin’ money and my b-tches redbone
n-ggas wait to give your roses at your headstone
trippin’ out in cali, in a different timezone
ridin’ from the first chain you get is a milestone
i went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit
yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
i went limelights, turn the lights off, my chain lit
i’m the one that make the lanes, i could never lane switch

[verse 2]
you know money talk, how ironic mines fluent
opp got dropped, i was sick they beat us to it
could’ve had a chance, like a candle, b-tch, you blew it
thicker than some oatmeal, but baby, can you move it?
pocket rocket in the whip, i mash the gas, i’m takin’ off
balance on a ninety-nine, you will not catch me fallin’ off
press season our year, i told myself it ain’t no saggin’ off
tell old dude to use his head before i have them knock it off
hm, i don’t trust sh-t, have my back stabbed
baby, come and add me up, it’s just quick math
worry ’bout the future, f-ck the past, i don’t look back
gang always puttin’ up shots, he a gym rat

[outro]
i like countin’ money and my b-tches redbone (yeah)
n-ggas wait to give your roses at your headstone (yeah)
trippin’ out in cali, in a different timezone
ridin’ from the first chain you get is a milestone, n-gga
no cap

- trdee

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