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letra de dream - zeeyt

[chorus]
four up in my cup, foreign that’s drop top
if it ain’t ’bout business then you might as well not talk
’cause ain’t tryna waste no time, so please don’t hit up my line
i’m tryna make some greens no lime
but i’m spending these bucks with my homie, b-tch i just make ’em right back

[verse]
.40 on my body, b-tches tryna find me
they fighting for me because the money i be counting
and i’m laughing to the bank now, these n-ggas i be clowning
i remember i had nothing and these n-ggas tried to down me
yeah, yeah, you know that i get it, you know that i spеnd it
these n-ggas hating on me ‘causе their b-tches wanna date me
aye, like lil b-tch what you saying? this bl!cky i been spraying
these n-ggas talking crazy for no reason i don’t get it
i swear i don’t get it, they always tryna take from me a percentage
and yeah these n-ggas do anything for an advantage
i roll me a blunt, smoke it up, after that lil n-gga i’ll vanish
yeah, i hop on the whip and i drive it real quick
this a 5% tint and i don’t hide from sh-t
yeah, these b-tches on my d-ck, if they bad i will hit
if they ain’t then i continue sipping on lean
and through the night i’m thinking looking at the lights
sometimes i reminisce ’bout the past, ’bout the good sh-t that i’m not getting back
so i sit down with my homies get high, and at any dumb sh-t we just laugh
i feel like i’m landing from the sky
i hope that they know that if we see the fame i’ma always stand by
[chorus]
four up in my cup, foreign that’s drop top
if it ain’t ’bout business then you might as well not talk
’cause ain’t tryna waste no time, so please don’t hit up my line
i’m tryna make some greens no lime
but i’m spending these bucks with my homie, b-tch i just make ’em right back

[verse]
ayo quin, who f-cking with we?
man i got some pills and i got some lean
if some n-gga play i’ma turn him to weed, you know what i mean? i’m smoking that sh-t
the streets i don’t like it for sh-t, but you know that i hustle seven days a week
finna catch to the head, n-gga leave ’em unknown
get away like it’s nothing then we getting numb
and i feel niagara, the way that i pour
smoking pain away, i really hope that it goes
aye, so many sh-t in my body, shoutout to kanye, i’m the kid who see the ghosts
and i feel like ain’t got no flaws, chasing the money i do that a lot
and shawty she bad, but am i hitting? nah
these b-tches tryna play me, b-tch tryna snake me
and ain’t even hating

- zeeyt

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