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Phamz
Phamz
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SHYY BEATS
SHYY BEATS
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They thought I was British, they thought I was French Way back when, I was left on the bench Back in school, didn't have much friends With a few bros, ride for til the end Why these fools wanna reconnect? Cause they know I'm finna be the best out the West No Cench cause I rep St.K C.V. we don't like when you say it's the bay I was stuck in my ways, now I'm changing I feel myself straight elevating Tryna be the greatest, been doing myself and they hate it They swear they show love but it's fake and I know it Bogus, they don't think I notice that Been making these slaps till my loaf is fat Was worried bout dames, I gotta make change Spit game like the rain, better soak in that Obsessed with your love for a minute, I doubt you gon' listen You only gon' hear on my story Caught feelings I tried to ignore it Saw you as important but nowadays I think you're boring Thought you was a dub, still do but in New York Long story short, won't be in this two door What makes you think you gon' hop in this coupe for? I was big crushing but now gotta move forward They thought I was British, they thought I was French Way back when, I was left on the bench Back in school, didn't have much friends With a few bros, ride for til the end Why these fools wanna reconnect? Cause they know I'm finna be the best out the West No Cench cause I rep St.K C.V. we don't like when you say it's the bay C'est la two hundred and nine J'ai besoin de l'oseille et jamais une meuf Yeah I gotta stay focused, I'm not acting tough I get to the dough and I stack it up Something like a bakery, can't be where the fakers be Got a buzz now they praising me See me coming up is what they hate to see If they can't get into my bénéfice Wait I meant to say benefits, you know I been the shit Vietnamese but still a veteran Back then had me hella bent, I was so frail and slim Now they love me in my element The tables have turned, the bridges have burned too Ain't no beef, my success finna hurt you Tryna be me you can learn to You moving jobless, it ain't finna work dude They thought I was British, they thought I was French Way back when, I was left on the bench Southeast ting and she looking so leng What's up bae, wanna be your friend Elle est trop belle, petite mademoiselle J'suis avec deux frères, on écoute PNL Au DD, tu sais que je charbonne pour benef Got foreign flow like I'm in Venice
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