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Raul Abymael Rodriguez
Raul Abymael Rodriguez
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LD Beats
LD Beats
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Are we on the same page yea yea yea Are we on the same page cuz we never change things Im tryna maintain they still on the same thing Ain't playing the blame game The sky was the limit I hope that you feel it We flying like airplanes yea Are we on the same page cuz we never change things Im tryna maintain they still on the same thing Ain't playing the blame game The sky was the limit I hope that you feel it We flying like airplanes yea Standing tall so I can see the sun I'm on the rise I feel like I'm the one But if you really love me if you really love me You would tell me greatness still has yet to come This a blessing but its still a curse Endless nights i'm putting in the work So I can tell my momma she ain't gotta work Underground I got it from the dirt Wait a minute girl I'm outta breath Say you ain't got time well there ain't nothing left Elevated to another step so I ain't dealing with it you deserve the best Contemplating on my daily visions All these niggas hating I'm just chasing chicken You just chasing niggas that don't want your time But you got my love and girl it's hard to find Hope you never try to use me I could make another movie Cash rules everything round me need the cream and she a loosie Hunched over I can feel the weight you giving baby I don't need it Told you I was gone be on top and then you laughed Niggas ain't believe it uh My guys leave you hog tied Mouth taped for a large prize Cash rules like Raekwon Box a nigga like a large fry Used to ride in the stolos I leave you with the rope dope Shoebox pistol, money, pills Jewels dripping pockets fetish still Circle small like tied screws Cut em off he was never real In my city it be kill Bill I ain't Cosby but I'm counting bills Out the way I'm a chill will I play my hand that's a crew deal I pack a pencil don't get drew hill In Buffalo counting blue bills Flip a coin do I really love her? Head or tails like Sonic brothers Been sick like Rick patch Got kicks like kit kat Extra letters rollin Big Mac's Got some hoes in the back running hoes through the trap Hardee Boys in the air with it Overseas counting spare chicken I want somebody that's got think about me and gone ride for me like a spare ticket want somebody that's got think about me and gone ride for me and gone ride for me and gone ride for me like a spare ticket (Money!) Are we on the same page cuz we never change things Im tryna maintain they still on the same thing Ain't playing the blame game The sky was the limit I hope that you feel it We flying like airplanes yea Are we on the same page cuz we never change things Im tryna maintain they still on the same thing Ain't playing the blame game The sky was the limit I hope that you feel it We flying like airplanes yea
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