Gr8 (feat. Quis)
Banatipapi
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Young man, but he got big plans No way, can’t shake your hand I can smell your fake from a mile away Why you trying slow me down, get me off my pace? I can tell by the look written on your face Envy, jealousy, sad face emoji I ball like the big HNIC Thirty seven thousand dollars for a car last week Enough with the bragging and boasting I just want trophies I’m heating up nigga, play with me and get toasted I do not care bout’ all the niggas you posted with All of y’all goofies can get hit with hollow tips Too hot to handle bitch no you can’t handle this She wanted to hold something, I whipped out my fucking dick I just be stacking up guala, I’m getting bitch Can’t f*ck with counterfeit Talking bout beats then you know that I body it She had a fat ass, so I had to go try the bitch Cranking to gucci mane, song was called opposite Pussy was murder she wrote, I’m a novelist You don’t compare, I walk and they stare I smile and they faint, I just left the bank My watch is on water, it came from the sink You not on my level, just look at my rank I’m just a young black man Doing all I can Not to fall victim to a society that don’t accept my skin They push ya buttons make you react and say here we go again Sorry officer I don’t fit the description, yes these are legal tints Yea I ball out for the win You can’t compete, get a bigger gym Me and my homies gettin’ to them M’s You know we ball above the rim If I can grind hard and stack it all once, then you know I’ll do it again I’m ballin’ hard yea tell ya friends I do it again and again They ain’t want me to get it started The one who function always turn a party I told her hold fast shit, cuz you know shit get kinda gnarly She ride me good like I’m a Harley I tell her she copy, she say papi She ain’t met any nigga like me Say she wanna be my wifey Here we go again, balling in the gym I’m in my Jordan’s and I see you cross the court playing in your timbs I broke your ankles, can’t walk now so you need different limbs Always had the mind set it’s time to win Back in action like I’m action Jackson Maybe captain Phillips, now I’m in pistol packing Light years ahead, head in my bed Somethings in life are better left unsaid The words that I’m speaking they come from heart Please show me the light, I’m tired of the dark God knows that I tried, I tried from the start I gotta be great before I depart (Before I depart)
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Written by: Brandon Hargett, JaJuan Green
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