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letra de stuck in a loft - zaybang

[intro]
(b, that b-tch fire)
it’s h-lla floors in this b-tch, i’m stuck in a loft
(that n-gga b on the beat)

[chorus]
look, you gotta dream big, shake them devils off
my n-gga seen so much death, he don’t really talk
i told my nana i’ma pay, so f-ck what it cost
i’m sittin’ thirty storeys high, i’m stuck in a loft
they got a n-gga feelin’ good, i’m whippin’ the coupe
it’s kinda cold outside, need chicken and soup
since n-ggas talkin’ like it’s up, it’s stuck to the roof
she told me bust it in her mouth, it stuck to her tooth

[verse]
i’m in the city every day, ain’t duckin’ from sh-t
it ain’t no runnin’ from these shots, you run and get hit
i had to take the jewelry off, i’m duckin’ my kit
they know who really gettin’ money, so f-ck it, we lit
i got too used to drivin’ coupes, i bought me a truck
and f-ck that small talk, b-tch, if you lookin’, you f-ckеd
they see me really gеttin’ chicken, these n-ggas is pucked
i put my cousin in position, he still in the cuts
if it’s your birthday, b-tch, you should take you a shot
i’m tryna book a trip to paris and sit on a yacht
these n-ggas wanna see me lose and sit on the block
instead of blitzin’ for that bag, you sit on a drop
when they was playin’ with my house, i bought me a chop
they say this money ain’t sh-t, but it bought me a lot
i’m double-parked in the streets, we don’t park in a lot
too many whips, neighbor’s hot, i parked in his spot
this money changed my situation, i’m takin’ it in
my baby mama look good when she scr-pin’ the benz
the baggy jeans with some jordans, i’m settin’ the trend
my cuddy came with his pole and they lettin’ him in
n-gga, push across the bridge, i got ‘woods rolled
i remember i couldn’t even pay the bridge toll
now every day, i’m fresh as f-ck like a mentos
f-ck your new friends, i be rockin’ with my kinfolk
rose-gold 40, now i’m comin’ presidential
where was n-ggas at when we was jumpin’ out them rentals?
all i need is weed and some f-ckin’ instrumentals
if we pop a n-gga head, it is not no accidental, n-gga
and brother, y’all can all die from these rounds
better sit your ass down, it ain’t no monkey in the middle, n-gga
my n-ggas hounds, shootin’ h-lla different rounds
we gon’ pin him to the ground or send a n-gga to the ‘spital, n-gga
[chorus]
look, you gotta dream big, shake them devils off
my n-gga seen so much death, he don’t really talk
i told my nana i’ma pay, so f-ck what it cost
i’m sittin’ thirty storeys high, i’m stuck in a loft
they got a n-gga feelin’ good, i’m whippin’ the coupe
it’s kinda cold outside, need chicken and soup
since n-ggas talkin’ like it’s up, it’s stuck to the roof
she told me bust it in her mouth, it stuck to her tooth

- zaybang

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