Londone
Mãe já que rezas tanto pelos meus põe uma cunha
Se fosse por mim a mãe deles também punha
A esperança ta a janela pelos menos conspira-se
E melhor pô-la pra dentro senão o destino constipa se
Minha ideia de ficar rico tá no início vou tece lá
Minha veia quer um cúbico
A mente e minha é vou obedecê la
Vida e nada mas bonita luto pra fazer parece lá
Já ouvia agora sei que um sonha numa cela
Pucci
Feds did a sweep f*** thеm aon get it
They was on my dick last week they forgеt it
Next time i dare come see how im living
Cant blink twice you gon lose wont forgive it
Can’t slow my role wont, i know they won’t listen
Way too many n#gg#s locked up in a prison
Screaming f#ck 12 free my daws gone missing
Don’t talk got goons they’ll shoot at your fiddy
Refrão x 2
Man these pigs all the same
Nca misti fadiga
They talking dirt on name
Ma studio qui nha squina
Bo please solta nhas n#gg#
Wow i’m changing my demeanor
Stica si popo tchiga
Anoss no bim pa no fica
Pecas cá na terra doutro lado és um santo
Tipo ivete e só poeira no teu olho
Quando canto
Barras e cimento não alimenta
Quem comeu um pranto
Tratados como cães e
Não morderam assim tanto
Pucci
Got them bangers i don’t need possession, nah
Right wing b#tch ball like professional
Flow ain’t conventional
They think we messing huh
Promise all the damage ain’t intentional
Londone
FÁBIO É FAM f#ck FOME
FAMA É FAT agente come
Self made man i dont need directions
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Londone
Mother since you pray so much for mine puts a wedge
If it was for me their mother also put
Hope ta the window at least conspires
And better put it inside but the fate constipates if
My idea of getting rich is at first I’ll weave there.
My vein wants a cubic
The mind and mine is going to obey it
Life and nothing but beautiful mourning to do looks there
I already heard now I know a dream in a cell
Pucci
Feds Did A Sweep F *** Thеm Aon Get It
They Was On My Dick Last Week Thy Forgеt It
Next Time I Dare Come See How I Im Living
Cant Blink Twice You Gon Lose Wont Forgive It
Can not Slow My Role Wont, I Know They Won’t Listen
Way Too Many n#gg#s Locked Up In A Prison
Screaming f#ck 12 Free My Daws Gone Missing
Do not Talk Got Goons They’ll Shoot at Your Fiddy
Chorus x 2
Man These Pigs All The Same
NCA Misti Fatigue
They Talking Dirt On Name
Ma studio qui nhaquina
BO Please let gos n#gg#
Wow I’m changing my detheanor
Stica Si Popo Tchiga
Years at BIM PA
Springs on earth home, you are a saint.
Type Ivete and only dust in your eye
When I sing
Bars and cement does not feed
Who ate a tears
Treated as dogs and
They did not bite so much
Pucci
Got Them Bangers I Don’t Need Possession, Nah
Right Wing b#tch Ball Like Professional
Flow ain’t conventional
They Think We Messing Huh
Promise All The Damage Ain’t Intention
Londone
Fábio is fam f#ck hunger
Fame is fat agent eats
Self Made Man I Dont Need Directions
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