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letra de let em talk - yung honcho

[intro]
nah, for real
it’s honcho
let me pop my sh-t
nah, for real
aw, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
let ’em talk, n-ggas just gossip
i’m ignoring all the drama
keep my distance from them n-ggas
out the way from all the problems
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout no n-gga
if he chop me, i’ma pop him
i ain’t got no skin problems
but i been itchin’ for a dollar, uh
[verse]
told my brother that i got him if he need me, this sh-t all love
our sh-t rags to riches, now i’m shinin’, came from all mud
next in line on securus, i ain’t have no one to call up
they hate you when you winnin’, show no love, i lost all trust
they thought that i was missin’, i was tryna run my money up
it was like these n-ggas paralyzed, they know they can’t run with us
glocky with extension now, told ’em not to come for us
stuff the cash up in my mattress, huh, that’s what comfort us, huh

[refrain]
uh, i just spent a bag
look down and count my cash, when i look up, another n-gga mad
look down and hit the gas, i see blue lights, so they won’t get the tags
car filled with cash, put this b-tch in sport, this b-tch go h-lla fast, oh
cautious, gotta move with caution, walkin’, naw, f-ck that, i’m steppin’
i’m gamblin’, don’t roll a seven, you gamblin’, don’t go to heaven
all a n-gga know is preach on these songs, don’t need to see a reverend
that money, it made me feel better, money sense, that sh-t embedded

[chorus]
let ’em talk, n-ggas just gossip
i’m ignoring all the drama
keep my distance from them n-ggas
out the way from all the problems
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout no n-gga
if he chop me, i’ma pop him
i ain’t got no skin problems
but i been itchin’ for a dollar, uh
[refrain]
uh, i just spent a bag
look down and count my cash, when i look up, another n-gga mad
look down and hit the gas, i see blue lights, so they won’t get the tags
car filled with cash, put this b-tch in sport, this b-tch go h-lla fast, oh
cautious, gotta move with caution, walkin’, naw, f-ck that, i’m steppin’
i’m gamblin’, don’t roll a seven, you gamblin’, don’t go to heaven
all a n-gga know is preach on these songs, don’t need to see a reverend
that money, it made me feel better, money sense, that sh-t embedded

- yung honcho

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