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Letra : Kuzi

Yeah, movin' through the streets, makin' heat, and raising hell
I can't go to jail, I'm too pretty for a cell
Homies on the block rollin' deep, we go in deal
Never run to thots, only runnin' up a bill
We be on the keys, making beats and doin' deals
House up on the hills, tryna sound like Uncle Phil
I might d**k her down if I know that she for real
But I can't f**k with thots, no, I can't f**k with thots (Thots)

Silver on the drop, might just cop another watch
n***as never stop, still complaining 'cause they not us ('Cause they not us)
f**k a nine to five, b*t*h you know it's rich or die (Rich or die)
I don't feel alive, I just roll it up and light (Light)
Yeah, I'm more aligned and more refined
Saw on your block, going in, going off, going high
I'm getting nice
Look at these n***as they can't even rhyme
21, living and getting it right
Twisting the tip, hit a spliff, getting high
sh*t been dipping and whip on a dime
Memories chilling and filling my mind
Only thing I really know is a mic
And tripping and slipping right into a vibe, tight
Welcome to my side, I'm with a fly guy
We going prime time
We growing, we getting high like, yeah