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Marcus Armstrong

Marcus Cornelius Armstrong (born 29 July 2000) is a New Zealand motor racing driver who competes in the FIA Formula 2 Championship with Hitech Grand Prix. He was a member of the Ferrari Driver Academy between 2017 and 2021. Armstrong started single-seaters in 2014, and in the following year won his only single-seater title to date in the 2017 Italian F4 Championship whilst becoming runner-up in the 2017 ADAC Formula 4 Championship. He stepped to the FIA Formula 3 European Championship in 2018, ending 5th. The championship merged into the FIA Formula 3 Championship in 2019, and became runner-up to teammate Robert Shwartzman. He was promoted to the 2020 Formula 2 Championship with ART Grand Prix but a difficult season saw him finish 13th, and also finished in t… more »

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Let it, let it, let it. Let it ride
Let it, let it, let it. Let it ride
Let it, let it, let it. Look

Nonstop, like I'm coming out an action pack. Said it's so good
That she's gonna need to Package that
Breathing kinda heavy, got her feeling like an asthma attack
Calling later on, asking when am I gon' bring it back
And I ain't got the time for the games
I don't have the time for these lames
I don't have the time for the days, chasing buses on the way to the bank
Just to find out That a nigga ain't paid
And I don't really know you either
Calling on my line, like I owe you nigga
Back that, pack fat, if I roll one witcha
Inhale, breathe twice. I might need a breather
But what... you... on

Cuz I'm back off the rip, so let's jump off. Heard shawty a jump off
Got that WOP, need a mop
When you finish, need to swerve off
Niggas got the nerve, till a tendons getting cut off
Blocked you on my phone, if you're asking what I be on
Cuz he on... a different type of time, always on the internet but never be replying
Pictures of him traveling, Bahrain or Dubai
Maldives for the night, San Torino if we'd like
But that's because I mind my business. Made a lot of money, to provide this living
But you niggas asking questions, like you gave me my position
Lemme keep it simple for ya, you are not my niggas

But a story will unfold. Like the time you said you're real, but I called ya ass a hoe
Had the buddy by your back, got on gloves and a pole
Now you're sitting in a cell, getting passed for the store
And while we talk about baked cookies
Let me talk about the time you were right there Too, G
Standing in my face, saying it ain't bout the money
Niggas funny, should've snuffed you In the snow, fucking pussy
But how about we hit another note
The gun that you sold, it was broke on the low
So you set my buddy up, all his shit had got stole... Caught him standing by himself
Grabbed The Glock and I rose
But the funny thing about this shit.. Is if I ever see you, you will not do shit and
I hope you Got a burner, cuz I might split wigs
You a bitch like Dolly Parton, you are not on shit

So I'm Watching how you move, and I'm dumb tired, look
Snatch a nigga up, catch him dumb blind
Bring him to the spot, now it's real quiet
He ain't ever preach, now he's singing like a church choir
Funny how you're Meech, till you speak, niggas reach
Now you're sitting pretty steep... and they can't find ya
Now the Semi's switching lanes, 180 up on the dash
Got the Scatty outside, with a Baddy by side to match
Got the gas in the ride, my nigga don't pass me the match
F*ck the competition, you press and we gon' smash, but look

Never pick a pocket if they feeding you
And Never pick a lock if they gon get at you
Never pick the glock, if they got semi's too
And If you do, you better see it through
My nigga look

So what's it like
Everyday you've gotta fight cuz you're different from the rest, but save the best for home At night
What's it like
Hear the crashing of the dishes, mama screaming at a nigga that at one time was your Life
What's it like
Hiding under covers cuz you're scared, and you know that you can't save your mothers Life
So what's it like
When the nigga finally leaves, now you're turning 23 and wanna see if he can fight
That's the shit that changes your perspective
The lack of love I got, is cuz the shit that I been dealt with
No compassion for ya, so you might have to get dealt with
Saying take a flight check out virgin, maybe delta
But check it, look 1... 2... 3. Niggas in the room, but you're not like me
You could... Take Notes bout me
But that's probably the best that you'll know bout me. Gone

Let it ride
Let it, let it, let it. Let it ride
Let it, let it, let it. Let it ride
Let it, let it, let it

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