La musica de Harry Fraud
Capo
You gotta watch when niggas start feeling entitled
He bought the whole whip, so every wheel got a title
We own shit like I'm Jay, walked in the building at Tidal
I tell 'em to pray for me, they even killing the Bible
I'll put you in a casket just like this piece of my chest
Word to Von Dutch, now we're thinking 'bout leasing a jet
It was nights we had beef that I had to sleep with my Tec
You know it's scary in my hood 'cause even a reaper gets fresh
Stay on my game, they told me prep for the worst
Flood my Jesus piece, you either blessed or you cursed
Watch doesn't tick like the Rolex doesn't work
And I guess the silly bitch thinks we gon' sex for a purse, shit
Let's turn the hood to a paradise (What we doing?)
Where you could make a million off a pair of dice
Lord knows we done been through all the scary nights (Pray for us)
Pain in my voice gets deep like Barry White (Capo)
Let's turn the hood to a paradise (Facts)
Where you could make a million off a pair of dice (Dimelo)
Lord knows we done been through all the scary nights (Scared?)
Pain in my voice gets deep like Barry White
I be praying they never got us out of pocket
They need to be careful, I might pull a rocket out my pocket
He said he the plug, I said there's no plug without the socket
I know Bahamian niggas that run routes out the tropics
You never burn your bridge, you keep all your lanes open
This .40 with thirty, you see the whole thing poking
Niggas is just like bitches, they're watching everything you posting
They're counting all our bottles while we're champagne toasting
That's inadequate behavior for any man over twenty
Plenty nights in the spot, I had my hand on the semi
I don't be fucking with these rappers, I'm not a fan of too many
They say less is more, so me and hammer is plenty
They've been boosting the numbers until they get charged for the streaming
Feds'll snatch you out your sleep and charge you for dreaming
I'm putting you up on game on the things I observed
Like how I used to sell wings but now I like wings from a bird
It was a hundred a gram if you bring it to the burb
And every time money got low, I had to stop clinging to the urge
I mean, Lord knows I could get it back quick
'Cause the reward was never worth the risk
Let's turn the hood to a paradise (What we doing?)
Where you could make a million off a pair of dice
Lord knows we done been through all the scary nights (Pray for us)
Pain in my voice gets deep like Barry White (Capo)
Let's turn the hood to a paradise (Facts)
Where you could make a million off a pair of dice (Dimelo)
Lord knows we done been through all the scary nights (Scared?)
Pain in my voice gets deep like Barry White
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