corrija a letra Letra In the Sun, Pt. 2 por French Montana

Featuring(s) : Curren$y

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Thought I had it all, I ain't had shit
Couple cars outside with a bad bitch
Seven chains 'round my neck, ice boat wrist
Big championship rings, ice boat fist
Playing cards on a yacht, bitch, go fish
When you living like this, people know this
Whole time they just hoping that you blow it
Ill wishes coming from the people you keep closest (Ayy, ayy)

[French Montana]
Ball like a ringer in that prep uniform ('Form)
I guess it worked out when they ain't step up for him
In my project ('Ject), too broke to make a project
Heart was the pushups, hustle was the biceps
My set, real estate in the realer states (State)
Steal and take, facilitate, I'm finna break (Break)
Jealousy is a motherfucker, yeah
Cash and the lust 'til the ashes and dust
Gotta pick and choose, realest lose, stick and move (Move)
Yeah, with twelve tube socks, you couldn't fit the shoes (Shoes)
Yeah, and betrayal, that's the note
They wouldn't move a finger by the O
Plant the seeds, watch 'em grow (Montana)

[Curren$y]
That jealousy a motherfucker, come around
Tryna get under your car, you big brother
When they leave your presence, it's a whole 'nother discussion
Him and his homies plotting a home invasion with they guns busting
Snake shed their skin and reappear as men
It's up to us to stomp 'em out and throw him in the trash bin
East side, rep mine everywhere I went
East side, anywhere I been, chronic in the wind
All in the AC vent, nigga, this that OG shit
The staff don't trip, the owners know who we is
I pulled up, hopped out right in front that bitch
Kept my keys, I ain't want the valet touching my shit

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