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lirik lagu lil pete - 12345 freestyle

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[intro]
sparky made it slap— slap— slap—

[verse]
n~ggas really out here internet boasting
why the f~ck would i post that strap, n~gga, if i tote it?
you could get rich, wet a n~gga if you hard
or if not, i could put you on a plane ‘cross the ocean
i used to hit l!cks ’cause i ain’t wanna see a drought
lost my bro to the streets and lost my b~tch to some clout
and everyday ain’t promised, so i need it right now
n~ggas do everything i do, n~gga, like my child
4es, you n~ggas is not shining
how you ain’t ride when n~ggas was out dying?
n~ggas broke, n~ggas act like getting money was like science
nowadays you want respect, then you gotta get violent
quick to cut you off if i see the hate in you and i
leave you where you stand ’cause i ain’t finna play with you
and you can’t trust every b~tch just because she lay with you
when your d~ck in the dirt, you gon’ see if they with you
and i been like future, where the flashlight?
searching for that b~tch, but i’ve been thinking ’bout my past life
need that real love like offset and cardi
jumping out with stick, but on my side is a barbie
vegas nights, we be shooting ’til the sun up
fendi at the baccarat table with a hunnid
n~gga k!lled his own mans, n~gga tryna drop a hunnid
i could really say a lot, but they gon’ think that i fund it, ayy
and we gon’ keep it off the net
n~gga caught a case ’cause he was on her tryna flex
b~tch, you caught a headshot and you here, then you blessed
i was out in new york catching plays like the mets
there’s no cap in my raps
we was tryna high speed with no baps
playing four~five~six, we upgraded from the cr~ps
n~ggas wanna fit in, but they can’t, they’ll slack
they might think they know a lot, but they’ll never understand me
all about a dollar, but i’ll do it for the family
free the real n~ggas, y’all gon’ make it out the jammy
can’t tell me nothing ’bout tamia and lil’ cammy
and i’ll run this sh~t up until i can’t no more
i ain’t settling for crumbs, n~gga, i ain’t no ho
n~ggas hiding out the way so we gon’ paint your bro
taking sh~t to the grave that you ain’t gon’ know
and i don’t wanna hear about your old money, old skits
i just wanna hold bands, the youngins wanna hold sticks
had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
but you could lose that sh~t faster than it come, don’t slip
ayy, yeah~yeah
and you could lose that sh~t faster than it come, don’t slip
ayy
we had to get over that bump in the road, now we rich
n~gga
i don’t wanna hear about that old money, old skit
and i don’t wanna hear about that old money, old skit
[outro]
man who f~ckin’— who the f~ck in this crib?
ayy, bruh, pass me the pistol
d~mn, i look through the door
i see like three, four n~ggas running through the crib
all black, mask on, running through the crib
one n~gga run to the front door
i hop out, i start shooting
bow~bow~bow~bow~bow
shot the n~gga
bow
shot his ass
bow~bow~bow~bow
all the n~ggas run out the door, they run out the door


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