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• Artiste: Justin Stone
• Titre: Execution
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Yeah, ay, yeah I be rappin' in a hearse, yeah Legend mode from my birth, yeah Kill the verse and come back, yeah Heard your album, it's trash, whoa Go get out of my way, everyday is my day (My day) Wake up to a hundred 'k' plays Every ex wish that I'd stay, ooh Minimum wage—no more; I ain't gotta stress my bills Used to talk down to me, put clout on me Now I'm alpha male, for real How that feel? F your deal Y'all want bangers, y'all want feels I'ma give it to you, trust me, look what you started for real, yeah Throwback, throwback, boy, (Boy) heard I got the noise (Got that noise) Better than my last, every single track Bump it, four a.m.; Lord, I think I'm born again Used to turn me down, ironic—I don't gotta verse to lend Sixteen bars, I tell the truth, quit that flexin' in the booth I rely on execution, that's exactly what I do, yeah (What I do) That's exactly what I do I rely on execution, that's exactly what I do, yeah (What I do) Execution, go and turn it up (Turn it up, yeah, yeah, yo, turn it up, yeah) Execution, go and turn it up (Turn it up, yeah, yeah, turn it up, yeah) Execution, go and turn it up (Turn it up, yeah, yeah, turn it up, yeah) Execution, go and turn it up (Turn it up, yeah, yeah, turn it up, yeah) It's all in the process Your comments obnoxious L.A. to Boston, killin' it, ugh Someone please tell me I lost it Slowly becoming a Russ, ooh (Ooh) You cannot stop it, no (No) Always stay down, like yeah, you know Used to hang ten, now down ten toes Called up my boys like, "Here we go" Ay, this album gonna change my life Spendin' more time with my family Curvin' girls that want the pipe (Want to pipe) Got a girlfriend, now it's nice I feel something, it feels right Swear, like, when they hear this album They like, "Oh my gosh, he's nice," woo! Throwback, throwback, boy, (Boy) heard I got the noise (Got that noise) Better than my last, every single track Bump it, four a.m.; Lord, I think I'm born again Used to turn me down, ironic—I don't gotta verse to lend Sixteen bars, I tell the truth, quit that flexin' in the booth I rely on execution, that's exactly what I do, yeah (What I do) That's exactly what I do I rely on execution, that's exactly what I do, yeah