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letra de everything - yung dred

(hook)
everything’s up
yeah, it stuck
i done upgraded
pouring up the drank
i can’t sleep, i’ve been up lately
i’m smoking on that gas you know my weed to loud
i be road running like i did a hunnit mile (a hunnit mile)
i keep the tap boy i hope don’t test me (nah)
ain’t no game boy, (lrra) ain’t no playing me
went and sold them grams up in the streets i need a grammy
i turned my trap money to the rap money we expanded

(verse) yung dred
that’s at least a million cash when the game come to together
i can’t tell no lie dis gang forever
ytc up in my chain thats the same 3 letters
used to pull up in the chevy, now the foreign upgraded
every time we drop we goin up you know we go crazy
ah, independent now the streets paid me
re-real trap sh-t you know the streets raised me
balenciaga, prada all the drip updated
so i’m steppin on these n-gga neck r.i.p knoll boulevard
we love the jets
i ain’t playing like a jits im throwing 3’s
opp pack smoking good b-tch im on the moon
droptop in the back and flood
i whip it like its stuck
i was down bad now my pockets on swole
i dreamed about this life when i was sleeping on the floor
cause ever since a jit you know i always wanted more
(hook)
everything’s up
yeah, it stuck
i done upgraded
pouring up the drank
i can’t sleep, i’ve been up lately
i been smoking on that gas you know my weed to loud
i be road running like i did a hunnit mile (a hunnit mile)
i keep the tap boy i hope don’t test me (nah)
ain’t no game boy,( lrrah) ain’t no playing me
i sold them grams up in the streets i need a grammy
i turned my trap money to the rap money we expanded

(verse) hotboii
trap money to the rap money
f-ck it i turn the rap money to the trap money
in a jail cell
ain’t get nun from them know they act funny
understand here everybody ain’t for you at that moment
and we still getting money
and be stepping on everybody
you know we got guns you can try it we gon run it
don’t regret it if you move like dat that’s what it gon be
i remember thunderstorm how it left it got sunny
these n-ggas ain’t herd us, these b-tches ain’t herd us
my wrist is flooded you know i leave a puddle if i want
why n-ggas be rappin bout sh-t that they will not be on
called the folks and i can go say adios its time to go
on the road
i done packed up all my bags i’m gone
i’m running wit the new flag i’m gone
took a long way to get here where we at no joke
that’s what folks don’t know
(hook)
everything’s up
yeah, it stuck
i done upgraded
pouring up the drank
i can’t sleep, i’ve been up lately
i been smoking on that gas you know my weed to loud
i be road running like i did a hunnit mile (a hunnit mile)
i keep the tap boy i hope don’t test me (nah)
ain’t no game boy, (lrrah) ain’t no playing me
i sold them grams up in the streets i need a grammy
i turned my trap money to the rap money we expanded

- yung dred

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