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letra de front door service - vl deck

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[hook]
ain’t no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
i made clienteles and sales
i’m talking blood, sweat, and sales
i’m still sh-ll shocked up, that’s a gun shot smell
i got a halo on my head, come from grandma’s prayers

i took a loss and shook back
so i know bout a fail
i be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
i be front door service, i don’t f-ck with the mail
they gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared

[verse]
i’m just getting started, i don’t do the most
press a b-tton i get ya ghost
his net worth my pockеt gross
my neck hurt, three chains or mo’

too stiff, can’t get close
i won’t strеss, i been chose
this amg a benzo
i get best top from nymphos

i’m out of here they been slow
my neck and wrist a light show
she fine but not my type tho
wok and pies, sip it slow
my pockets stuff from sellin bows
i look like i’m doing shows
i keep up with made ones
i brush shoulders with the stars

i sold sacks on boulevard
in that trap i been a god
i caught plays in rental cars
it come to smoke, not new to wars

ain’t no mystery in my history
wasn’t no saint, i came from sinnin
going ass out was a menace

[hook]
ain’t no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
i made clienteles and sales
i’m talking blood, sweat, and sales
i’m still sh-ll shocked up, that’s a gun shot smell
i got a halo on my head, come from grandma’s prayers

i took a loss and shook back
so i know bout a fail
i be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
i be front door service, i don’t f-ck with the mail
they gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared
[verse]
just need an addy i can send em
all i know is vacuum sealin
place your order i can fill it
i got flavors like dispensaries

come to psychics bet they mention me
i like to pop on mini mes
i’m rocking rocks they envy me
give me my props i been a beast

i tint the [?] it’s hard to see
inside the whip it’s lsd
i launch mode and need for speed
i’m rolling 4s, i love the weed

i love to flex, i run through g’s
take what from who? i bet i squeeze
they know i’m buckin, this sh-t ain’t easy
i get messy, i’m a heathen

i still shine i know it hurt
i’m big timin, i got work
i trap and rhyme, you want a verse?
fo’ 25 i broke the curse
so keep tryin, that sh-t din’t work
i’m buying diamonds cuz it hurt
i’m a giant out the dirt

[hook]
ain’t no label turn me up, it was vacuum seals and bales
i made clienteles and sales
i’m talking blood, sweat, and sales
i’m still sh-ll shocked up, that’s a gun shot smell
i got a halo on my head, come from grandma’s prayers

i took a loss and shook back
so i know bout a fail
i be running to the money, pockets stuffed with the kale
i be front door service, i don’t f-ck with the mail
they gave the right one paper, now my haters getting scared

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