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letra de advance - uno avion

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[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n-gga you a whole bum
stay independent n-gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh-t for nun
[verse]
hatin n-ggas headed left cuz they know i’m gettin right
got a bag way out of state so i’m out like a light
these n-ggas hate from the bottom while i’ll be up in a flight
they ain’t wanna see avion succeed so when i do it’s gon be a scary sight
n-gga thats your b-tch f-ck you gonna do if i swipe her
the game just like a shawty ima step up in and pipe hеr
i attract the baddest b-tches in thе sea only strippers
i spit heat on this track like a muf-ckin lighter
i’m breaking these bars down every single day ima fighter
and i’m bodying these n-ggas like i’m roudy roudy piper
spittin fire with these lyrics you could tell ion need a writer
and i’m staying on my hustle i ain’t never getting tired
cuz i’m on the road to get this milly on me i need it
and success is my destination i could really see it
making my next move just like a db i read it
i’m going crazy on this track i need to calm down jesus
[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n-gga you a whole bum
stay independent n-gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh-t for nun
[verse:2]
time is ticking i got a couple years to make it big
i’m bouta take this sh-t right to the house just like stefon diggs
my circle small money strong n-ggas who i’m hangin wit
i’m bouta blow straight out the blue but uno ain’t no crip
dats why i be smokin the beat like a cig
these n-ggas think they up field but i’m taking it back for 6
can’t f-ck wit b-tches they ain’t sh-t but some hoes and tricks
i rather hustle everyday so i could stack my chips
baby i been juggin for these bands i can’t love you
stickin to my hustle yea i put that sh-t above you
do this every day i keep my hours on a double
watch me step up in the game i’m bouta cause a lotta trouble
lay the bars right on the beat then im letting it rip
you know i’m real by the facts im spittin right out my lips
you think i won’t succeed out the streets i’ll catch you on the flip
just don’t come running back when you see me gettin h-lla rich
(b-tch)
[chorus]
hit the stu then i go dumb
dash straight to the cash that’s a home run
this a suicidal mission yea it’s no fun
i’m finna ball like the boy from oklahoma
i be countin up this paper i don’t tote guns
all you do is hate lil n-gga you a whole bum
stay independent n-gga ion trust no one
headed to the top i don’t do this sh-t for nun

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