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letra de greed - yung brett

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call me yung bret
a name you won’t forget
they don’t like me cause i’m next
so they see me as a threat

some n-gg-s go in debt
while i’m stacking up my bread
try to play against me homie you gon loose the bet

i can see why these haters always upset
don’t try something that later you gon regret
i can pull up on yo block and smoke you like a cigarette
cops around the house and on the floor your silhouette

i take drugs not for the pain but for the fun
smoking by the pound all that sh-t straight to the lungs
i started this sh-t with only 5 dollars in my funds
now look at me and at all the expensive sh-t i own

and you can’t stop something that already begun
destiny in your eyes coming just like a storm
no n-gg- i dont fold cause i know where i’m from
people a little scared cause i’m sounding like a gun (fire)

it ain’t crazy?
lil boi used to shop at macey’s
i ain’t bragging i’m just telling all my bases
now 20 b-tches and they all are getting naked
i might be trippin cause somehow they all related

off that gas me and my homies we all faded
flying late night i see clouds i’m elevated
in the studio making bands i’m never failing
cause i know what i can do and im the greatest

i can do this with no eyes, no hands, no legs, no friends
just like post malone, some gold, my neck go flex
all desiigner dressed that bret looking so fresh
and i know my fam okay that means i’m set

no you can’t compare, to brett, my boy u lame
i just bought some ice, they ask what is my net
they just get surprised when i say a couple m’s
but they know i got it cause i am the best

i just got all eyes on me when i’m around
got too much drip on me i might just drown
i can step in a ring and knock you down
i can be named a king without a crown

no u can’t be like me you f-cking clown
i just be making this h-ts while blowing clouds
no you can’t resist to this you like my sound
and if you don’t f-ck with me you’re not allowed

cause i’m on my greed yeah
money, strippers, cars and more sh-t i don’t need yeah
all you n-gg-s trash i had to take the lead yeah
ain’t my opinion your numbers and me agreed yeah
(huh, huh)
and careful with yo sh-t yeah
you tryna play by your rules but you’re on my field yeah
try to play me boy and you gon catch a fist yeah
try to fool me boy and you gon see what’s real yeah

- yung brett

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