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letra de rubberbands - zeven

[hook]
homie you don’t know me, gettin’ richer slowly
shoutout if you hoed me love you if you owe me
i got rubber bands, don’t care what you told me
i got rubber bands, don’t care what you told me
homie you don’t know me, gettin’ richer slowly
shoutout if you hoed me love you if you owe me
i got rubber bands, don’t care what you told me
i got rubber bands, don’t care what you told me

[verse 1]
feel like i’m the man, i don’t pop no xans
back when it began, i ain’t have no fans
now i got like 5k, swear it just expand
now i get it my way, i got h-lla plans
n-ggas makin’ minute hits fall off when a minute hits
spittin like they in a skit take the crown and it don’t fit
funny part is when they spit think they ill but nah they sick
cause they sippin’ dirty like a n-gga living up in flint
yeah i been busy in my bag cultivating all the racks
yeah imma try and make some change but i need a little cash
yeah coming in quick like the flash hope a n-gga don’t crash
yeah take what they owe in a stash then zeven do the dash
i’m h-lla dope, i just be gettin’ the most from the n-ggas i know
talkin bout they the ones who want the smoke
i said it already but i am the smoke
so dissing on me is like grabbin’ the rope
and tie it around your neck and let it choke
hopin you stop the hate and let me flow
i am the medicine come take a dose, hoe

[verse 2]
aye you remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
i ain’t that humble n-gga i’ll tell you bout my balances
when i got that money i’ll make sure you know i’m countin’ this
parmesan and i know all my haters lowkey -n-lysts
yeah they wildin’ they don’t give a f
when you see me better pay respects
when i’m big boy i’m finna flex
n-ggas joking like they in a deck
i’m a king boy remember that
vision clear like i’m wearing specs
got my plans ready in effect
and i ain’t really even in a set
i got a couple of enemies trying real hard to get rid of me
i got a couple of enemies still tryna get up befriending me
i ain’t got nothing to worry about none of you n-ggas is ending me
feel like some n-ggas don’t know how to act when they sippin’ hennessy
spittin this fire like i’m mac 11
i trigger the haters like 24/7
i bully you n-ggas with bullets from heaven
i’m leaving you holy like lyrical reverend and
if you still trippin’ just watch where you steppin’
i’ll become your favorite just give me a second
you n-ggas don’t realize that i am a weapon
so next time you need heat just call up on zeven

[outro]
homie you don’t know
gettin’ richer slow
shoutout if you hoe
love you if you owe
i got rubber bands
don’t care what you told
i got rubber bands
don’t care what you told

- zeven

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