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Lilton T Crider
Lilton T Crider
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Penacho
Penacho
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I throw my Lz up both ways Mob shit God shit Every time I got to sleep I see them faces New bodies everyday In this city it's so many different places Some of my brothers out on bond But they still building cases Long live Lz They ain't have to take him Bro it's capers, we gon' take it All my life all I ever was told was patience I'm tired of waiting Close my eyes to keep my soul safe It's not for taking All this time on playing this cold game I ran so many races Play with mine you'll see the whole gang But you ain't gon' see no They can spend they life On putting one on my gang But they won't see no faces And this money it wasn't so hard to make But it's gon' be hard to take Just touched down in the A With new funds today Gotta find new funds to make Cold nights and blood stains Made me stow my love away You ain't doing it if your heart ain't in it From start to finish Nigga live like I ain't got no ending You can't stop the mission Too much money in my pockets Got me plotting bigger Damn I poured too much of that wocky Shit got me walking different, lean Every time I got to sleep I see them faces New bodies everyday In this city it's so many different places Some of my brothers out on bond But they still building cases Long live Lz They ain't have to take him Bro it's capers, we gon' take it All my life all I ever was told was patience I'm tired of waiting Close my eyes to keep my soul safe It's not for taking All this time on playing this cold game I ran so many races Play with mine you'll see the whole gang But you ain't gon' see no faces Say sleep is for the wealthy I still ain't signed my check Fendi across my chest 50 around my neck Nigga get fly like jets They gon' have to take these legs Can't let a nigga make your bed Had to separate myself Remember I wopped that check Nigga went and got a Off-White vest You can't expect me to settle for less I can see pressure all over his chest Back then it was fake Hermès Now she want me to be her man Came through in a off-white Benz Pull off in a all black Bent Everytime I got to sleep I see them faces New bodies everyday In this city it's so many different places Some of my brothers out on bond But they still building cases Long live Lz They ain't have to take him Bro it's capers, we gon' take it All my life all I ever was told was patience I'm tired of waiting Close my eyes to keep my soul safe It's not for taking All this time on playing this cold game I ran so many races Play with mine you'll see the whole gang But you ain't gon' see no faces RIP Shit honestly it ain't even have to happen like that Fuck 12 I don't know it might be me it might not You feel me, that's why I put it in the music It's like, I could never really get behind that shit Snaking my brothers or trading money for blood Because money just... I know the value of it But I can't let that shit rule me You feel me, it's not gon' rule... it's gon' rule everything around me Before it make decisions for me You feel me? That's just how I'm coming
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