b-hill black suits (feat. relloo) şarkı sözleri

Ready If you can put the umm Put the put headphones up Just a little so I could hear the beat better Yeah You now tuned in With nothing but good energy If you got negative vibes back the f*ck up Uhh Look Instead of catching feelings , go and catch a flight Sippin this wine from from Paris got me feelin nice Uhh Moneys in my vision dollars on my mind There's at least a million hustles that could get you right Pick one They ain't stop printing up bills yet , you better get some Puffing on cohibas coolin wit some divas Boat parties Baddies taking selfies in bikinis Eating mixed fruit Clinking they glass of Bellinis What a beautiful life We gotta live it The expectations they holding us to We outdid it We men from the ghetto we grew from boys in the hood Was raised off of survival so when I'm bad I'm still good I had to learn that Had to adapt Had to adjust Couldn't turn back Couldn't relax This shits a rush You was raised off of hate and it figures What good is success, if you ain't get it wit ya niggas Let me know I just gotta play the cards I was dealt Can't nobody tell me nothing bout the pain I felt Now we toasting Moet bottles We came from the bottom My niggas praying on lotto but ima get it tomorrow You win or you lose We bosses we make the rules Bitches wanna roll wit the winner they pick and choose Niggas act like they at the top but it's different views Niggas can't stand 10 toes in my shoes Denims over my uptown's I'm so BX Been fly , you can't spot the landing When it get a little chilly Classic Ralph timbos and a Marc Buchanan You dress good you feel good You left your style abandoned Uhhh, We the influencers of the cool kids The games being played but we control it we dues this We does it You could either hate it or you love it They watch how the 8 do it then imitate us in public Yeah we see it My nigga we laugh at the shit , we get it bruh It's like comparing official jerseys to replicas Look the fabric ain't the same the cloth different I'll rather learn from Ls instead to be lost winning Imitation is the highest form of flattery The most high took time while making B-Hill This here masterpiece The 8, that's the faculty Im here, I'm ya majesty The lies , it's just travesty We ball, like an athlete for real I just gotta play the cards I was dealt Can't nobody tell me nothing bout the pain I felt Now we toasting Moet bottles We came from the bottom My niggas praying on lotto but ima get it tomorrow You win or you lose We bosses we make the rules Bitches wanna roll wit the winner they pick and choose Niggas act like they at the top but it's different views Niggas can't stand 10 toes in my shoes
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