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Stadiums
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Saint Jhn
Featuring(s) : London On Da Track
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Oh-woah, oh Oh-woah, oh We got London on da Track Whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums Pussy niggas don't come around, they don't survive my radius I keep it too real, for real and that's the shit that made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Hey, whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich The whole club, ayy, ayy, ayy McLaren way too white to be shootin' at the opps I'm sleepin' good at night, see, the door don't got no locks I fucked her to be spiteful, she best friends with the opps Them bitches that you buyin' bags, you need better stocks (Ayy) Standin' on my money, dawg Please, don't get the gun involved Ain't nobody runnin' off, ooh, to them basics I can't be no son in law, I can't take the summer off I make it look good and all but this is no vacation All the goons they respect me and I know it Watch your words and your tone, you're not a poet My advice, please, don't try to be heroic Niggas with me know they (Gone) Whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums Pussy niggas don't come around, they don't survive my radius I keep it too real, for real and that's the shit that made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Hey, whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich The whole club, hey-hey, hey-hey I never had a mentor (Hey, hey, hey) I only watch Scarface (On God) I met her at a strip club, she twerk better when her heart break (Brr, brr, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Ayy, ayy Hood nigga one of one, I'm sellin' everything that I can sell (Uh, uh, uh) I'm prayin' for a Bentley and to never go to jail I'm fresh up out the gutter, I don't know if you can tell I'm hustlin' for everything I do, I do for legacy You can call me any time of day, my dawg, I never sleep The only rule I got is we fuckin', don't embarrass me I write down my problems (Facts) then record it just for therapy (Why?) Just for clarity (Why?) Whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums (Hey) Pussy niggas don't come around, they don't survive my radius I keep it too real, for real and that's the shit that made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Hey, whole club sellin' out of here to doin' stadiums Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich Hustlin', that's what made me rich Trappin', that's what made me rich The whole club, hey-hey, hey-hey
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