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Letra : Dead Flowers

Griselda
Yeah, n***a
Yeah, n***a (Brr)
We back, n***a (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
You know what the f**k is up, n***a (Uh)

Look, the MAC-11 in my belt (I got it on me)
Ready to play my cards however they was dealt (Take this sh*t how it come, n***a)
I had to level up myself
'Cause even if I did need it, I would never get the help
I'm the illest, f**k whoever and how they felt (f**k 'em n***as)
The way I'm rappin' lately, sh*t, I'm impressin' myself (Hah)
Haha, Pusha T Ozweegos
I'm like Deebo at the dice game shootin' Cee-Lo (You what?)
Foreign parked, auto-start, no keyhole
Took a loss and got a kilo, and I rebounded like I was Z-Bo (Talk to 'em)
Before I was blowin' up in the game
I was broke and had a bad b*t*h showin' up in a Range (Hahaha)
On a flight, hungover, I'm throwin' up on the plane
Damn, I thought you was official, you sold your soul for a chain
And the fame got to your head, yeah (You on some other sh*t)
Boy, you changed once you got you some change, got you some bread

Yeah, n***a, hold up, I ain't finished with these f**k n***as