Corrección Letra Made It This Far (24 Songs) par Playboi Carti

Featuring(s) : Vory

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Letra

[Playboi Carti]
Racecars outside, I got
Hoes tryna ride out
Make 'em wanna find out, everything on my body
Shawty gotta find out, I ain't tryna hide nun'
Everything I do is different (Oh, yeah)
I am, lost in the Matrix
I need a face-lift, drive in my spaceship
Get out my space, bitch, get out my face, bitch
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
I can't believe we made it this far
Hand in the sky (Hand in the  ahh)
I can't believe I made it this far
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel

[Playboi Carti]
I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel
I been on tour, yeah, I been on all that
Uh, too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal
Too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal
We riding Bronco's right through the hill
We riding Bronco's right through the hill
She fuck me pronto, when I call her, yeah
Ain't no stoppin' us, we goin' out of here
They know we poppin' now, they can't control none
I got that thing on me, I'm really blowin' smoke
You know this ain't no motherfuckin' joke
Everything on go-oh
This that type of , uh
Let the real speak, uh, let the fake get gone
Let the fake go home, tell 'em niggas go, leave my ass alone
I been on my own, I been all alone
I fell on my face, I got up my own
I fell on my face, got up on my own
I fell on my face, got up on my own
I just left the studio, did , uh
I just left the studio, did twenty-four songs
I been on my shit, I been off the grid
I can't disappear, I gotta watch my kid
I gotta watch my shit, I gotta watch my six
Everything gettin' bigger, shit don't make no sense, shit don't make no , uh
I didn't answer the phone, niggas always mad
I don't give a fuck at all, I don't give a fuck at all
Real nigga, I ball, told these niggas, yeah
They ain't believe nun' at all, they ain't believe us at all
They ain't believe us at all, they ain't believe us at all
Believe us at all (Uh-uh-uh-uh)

[Vory & Playboi Carti]
Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)
Can't believe that we made it this far
Standin' on your shoulders, in God
When life get too hard, I think about everybody I been scarred from
I even broke bread even though I should've starved them
I'm goin' out a hero, baby
Comma, comma, zero, baby
Angels callin', demons callin'
I put them on threeway, baby
I've been keeping them shooters with me on payroll lately

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