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Letra : WILLY

God made me fresh
Carvello
Yeah, 931, 615, yeah

Lil Dyllie from the bottom of the map
I ain't gotta have the strap, I still get 'em with the rap
Hatin' Dyllie, man, you gotta be an idiot in fact
Took the monkey off then I put the city on my back, yeah (I put the city)
Country boy, but I hang around city slickers
This the shh while I got it out the kitty litter
If my brother need a dollar he gon' get a tener
Yeshua of Nazareth was not a penny pincher
How you got it out the mud and never been mudding?
Wise man know he don't really know nothing (He don't really know)
Every night I got a demon saying post somethin' (Post somethin')
It's a everyday struggle like I'm Joe Budden, yeah
I said peace to the industry, I do it alone
I'm a beast, you is Swisher Sweet, you don't want the smoke
You a tweet, I'm reality, Paris and Nicole
I know arrogance can feel like heroin inside a dome
It's imperative to get embarrassed when you hit a low
When the heritage that I inherited is all I know
I'm not American, my momma surrogate
If you got ears you can hear, then when He appear again I'm goin' home