CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Jewelry
You eva' seen a n***a robbin' all this jewlery
You eva' seen a handgun turn to a filly
Skinny n***a but when I get the up b*t*h im a bully
Prepared for my actions, if im lackin they gon cook me
n***a disrespect me put my last on him
Put lil' slime on yo ass have a blast on him
I got fake trust issues i put my past down
I put food in n***as stomach and I won't brag on it
If he jump back on the gram we gotta spin the block
Just to link up with the opps, I'll spin a thot
Brody cam for yo life don't even want your clock
I got b*t*hes in Ohio out there sellin' wok
Everytime we make it home another victory
She let me f**k, knowin' me and her best friend got history
Girl yo man a b*t*h to me
He can't shoot the blick for me
I be layin' b*t*hes bet they still wanna stick wit me
I'm the rapper I ain't supposed to be front line
But ain't nobody out there dyin off the punchlines
Imma go out beatin' on the opps like I'm king von
Thinkin' bout my lil baby just wanna rewind
Ain't sayin R.I.P i'd rather scream free mine
I got a habit I can't stay I gotta revive
Ain't gotta ask me if I'm strapped cus I keep mine
Ain't sayin R.I.P i'd rather scream free mine
You eva' seen a n***a robbin' all this jewlery
You eva' seen a handgun turn to a filly
Skinny n***a but when I get the up b*t*h im a bully
Prepared for my actions, if im lackin they gon cook me
n***a disrespect me put my last on him
Put lil' slime on yo ass have a blast on him
I got fake trust issues i put my past down
I put food in n***as stomach and I won't brag on it
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
You eva' seen a handgun turn to a filly
Skinny n***a but when I get the up b*t*h im a bully
Prepared for my actions, if im lackin they gon cook me
n***a disrespect me put my last on him
Put lil' slime on yo ass have a blast on him
I got fake trust issues i put my past down
I put food in n***as stomach and I won't brag on it
If he jump back on the gram we gotta spin the block
Just to link up with the opps, I'll spin a thot
Brody cam for yo life don't even want your clock
I got b*t*hes in Ohio out there sellin' wok
Everytime we make it home another victory
She let me f**k, knowin' me and her best friend got history
Girl yo man a b*t*h to me
He can't shoot the blick for me
I be layin' b*t*hes bet they still wanna stick wit me
I'm the rapper I ain't supposed to be front line
But ain't nobody out there dyin off the punchlines
Imma go out beatin' on the opps like I'm king von
Thinkin' bout my lil baby just wanna rewind
Ain't sayin R.I.P i'd rather scream free mine
I got a habit I can't stay I gotta revive
Ain't gotta ask me if I'm strapped cus I keep mine
Ain't sayin R.I.P i'd rather scream free mine
You eva' seen a n***a robbin' all this jewlery
You eva' seen a handgun turn to a filly
Skinny n***a but when I get the up b*t*h im a bully
Prepared for my actions, if im lackin they gon cook me
n***a disrespect me put my last on him
Put lil' slime on yo ass have a blast on him
I got fake trust issues i put my past down
I put food in n***as stomach and I won't brag on it
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
