jah fetti veteran flow şarkı sözleri

Don Pablo, nigga, uh, Vet nigga, uh, uh, uh Pops told me, walk with my head up And watch my back for the niggas that's snaking I'm just gon' keep getting bread Keep getting better and keep dream chasing This lil' bitch got me fed up The way that she capping, I know she a lame Bitch I'm on the road to a bag Bro do a hundred, he still tryna lane switch Heard they talking, then they bluffing Niggas pussy guess they mad Ain't got time for no discussion Unless you talking bout the back Fill a back wood up, it's Russian Gotta stuff it with some Thrax Hit that pussy, shit be gushy When we fucking, I'm her dad, know I'm dead wrong Sinning for these dead presidents Nana said I'm God's child So I know I'm heaven sent Might not live long I can't waste my time and reminisce OG said you tryna shine Then you gotta take a risk Niggas be strangers, talk like they know us Probably cause they bitch wanna blow us Niggas ain't keep it a hundred, they aint stick to the code These niggas ain't show up If you can't stay down with the gang You ain't gon' be here when we glow up Put top tier up on a chain Watch how that bitch glow up Spent many days at the bottom I can say it's no fun Too many nights I had five dollars Had to make a store run Remember them days Bro can't buck me, now we dress in foreign Bro tell me run up the money and stay out the way You ain't gotta prove none Lil bro got the pill I told him to chill, he ready to shoot shit Big bro on a drill, he ready to kill I told him don't do this I just started rapping Before I was rapping, you know I was hooping These niggas be capping, these niggas be acting These niggas is too sick You can try me if you want I know you niggas ruthless You can try me if you want You just gon' get your roof lift Remember Eating Vienna Sausage Now we at the Ruth Chris He gon' think that it's a game Until we start aiming them pool sticks Rearrange his brain and use it Already told him don't play that I just put that pain in music So I know they gon' play that Take my kindness for a weakness Then I'm quick to take back Close your mouth before you say some shit you cannot take back Pops told me, walk with my head up And watch my back for the niggas that's snaking I'm just gon' keep getting bread Keep getting better and keep dream chasing This lil bitch got me fed up The way that she capping I know she a lame bitch I'm on the road to her back Bro do a hundred he still tryna lane switch Heard they talking then they bluffing Niggas pussy guess they mad Ain't got time for no discussion Unless you talking bout the bag Feel a blackwood up it's Russian Gotta stuff it with some thrax Hit that pussy, shit be gushy When we fucking I'm her dad
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