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Artiste:
Rory Fresco
Titre:
G5
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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah All my life, I stuck to the G-code Now I’m tryna fly G5 N*gga been grindin’ since knee-high Ain’t have a dime in my Levi’s Roll up a 3.5 See through the fake like I got three eyes Only sign I see is a dollar sign Fuck you n*ggas, we ain’t throwin’ no peace sign Would they fuck with me if I never make it They gon’ step in OG’s when I’m cheddar chasin’ Feel like Kendrick, I’m overly dedicated Get one plaque, I won’t stop, now I’m record brеakin’ Record breakin’, art makin’, heart brеakin’ Now your heart achin’ Bitch, I’m an idol like Clay Aiken And this shit get so hard, but I maintain it Ridin’ with that pretty little bitch, yeah That’s my main thang, yeah By my side, know she gon’ heat just like bang bang, yeah Stackin’ these blue strips, yeah Just about enough to cop a new whip, yeah N*ggas steady hopin’ that I lose it, yeah Been that n*gga since Jordan fusion, yeah Let’s get movin’ to it Let’s get movin’ to it Since I got that bag, it seems like me and my bitch get more into it Focused on these racks, fuck from the back, she say “get more into it” I was already in my mofuckin bag, ‘bout to get more into it All my life, I stuck to the G-code Now I’m tryna fly G5 N*gga been grindin’ since knee-high Ain’t have a dime in my Levi’s Roll up a 3.5 See through the fake like I got three eyes Only sign I see is a dollar sign Fuck you n*ggas, we ain’t throwin’ no peace sign Would they fuck with me if I never make it They gon’ step in OG’s when I’m cheddar chasin’ Feel like Kendrick, I’m overly dedicated Get one plaque, I won’t stop, now I’m record breakin’ Record breakin’, art makin’, heart breakin’ Now your heart achin’ Bitch, I’m an idol like Clay Aiken And this shit get so hard, but I maintain it Maintain, maintain Maintain, maintain Maintain, maintain Maintain, maintain Ri-ri-ridin’ with that- Record breakin’, art makin’, heart breakin’ Shit ain’t right Poverty, genocide In my city, in my mind Different highs stimulate different ways Everyday, cheddar chase, never wait