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[Crm - Different letra de lyrics]

Bro, I swear to God
I'm ‘bout to fuck shit up this year
Y’all muhfuckers ain't ready
(Man, they ain't) let’s get it, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy, ayy (Lezter) ayy, bitch ahem!

I know you ain't gonna listen to this
And already say that it's shit
And I'm gon' be nothin' but let's real
You wouldn't say all of that shit
In front of my face, you bluffin’
I know I ain’t got no gun
But I still knock a pussy bitch
Out if he up to somethin'
Y’all acting tough
But as soon as I say I'm gon' pull up
Y'all already up to runnin’
I ain't gon' do it like everyone else
I'm gon' be different you say you street
But you can't handle the heat
So get the fuck out the kitchen (Get out)
I try to tell y'all that I'm up next
But y'all won't even listen (Huh?)
Only time you payin' attention to me
Is to knock me down when I'm winnin', yeah
(Lezter, you goin' crazy)

I don't want that beef
There's some more for you
This my real voice bitch, no autotune
You ain't never been shit in January
February march, April, May or June (Never)
How many fights I've caused, like 42
If you keep playin', it's gon' be 43
(Bow, bow, bow) don't make me throw hands
Just give me a chance
In return, I'll give you the all of me
(Give you the all of me)
I've found you, now you can't hide from me
Don't take my credit
That shit ain't your property
I done dreamed of this shit
Since I was like six
Now it feels like I hit the lottery (Kaching)
If you gon' diss me, diss me properly
I know right now that I'm an anomaly
Y'all quick to judge
Just give me a few years
And soon, I'll be a fuckin' prodigy
But y'all give a fuck
‘cause I'm light-skinned
That I've never been from the
Streets or the projects
Hate me now, but when I blow up
Y'all my biggest fans
Man, this shit too complex
I've seen what y'all done behind my back
Don't say that I'm acting suspect
Most of y'all switch up sooner or later
They all just fake friends
I don't trust that i leave ‘em in the past
But they still eventually catch up to me
(Catchin' up)
I got mad bars, y'all got mad egos
Don't think you can fuck with me
(You can't)
Yeah, you mad your bitch lovin' me
She goin' down and suckin' me
If someone want beef
(Lezter) , I'll pull up and knock ‘em out
It's easy as 1 2 3, on god

I know you ain't gonna listen to this
And already say that it's shit
And I'm gon' be nothin' but let's real
You wouldn't say all of that shit
In front of my face, you bluffin'
I know I ain't got no gun
But I still knock a pussy bitch
Out if he up to somethin'
Y'all acting tough
But as soon as I say I'm gon' pull up
Y'all already up to runnin'
I ain't gon' do it like everyone else
I'm gon' be different you say you street
But you can't handle the heat
So get the fuck out the kitchen (Get out)
I try to tell y'all that I'm up next
But y'all won't even listen (Huh?)
Only time you payin' attention to me
Is to knock me down when I'm winnin'
(Lezter, you goin' crazy)

I'm just tryna do what I love
Y'all just tryna stop me
I just piss you off that I'm liftin' off
Can't deny I'm movin' at high speed
Sayin' that shit online
Just look into my eyes
And tell me that you don't like me
Bitch, you ain't even last a day
But I'ma tell you
I'll stop when I'm ninety
Or when I kill myself, or get killed
‘Cause that's what you want to happen
I know I ain't gon' make it rappin'
But I'ma wait
Cause I know this shit ain't automatic
(It ain't)
Y'all say that I won't cause no havoc
Y'all say that I'm just at average
Wait a while, and soon enough
I'll be last muhfucker laughin' (Haha)
Y'all done a good job
Of gettin' rid of all my happiness
I didn't mean to be this good, sorry
It must be just an accident
You gotta take me seriously
‘Cause I ain't tryna make you laugh
I don't wanna go fake and fast (Lezter)
I'ma go real and steady (Steady)
But you know the deal already, bitch

I know you ain't gonna listen to this
And already say that it's shit
And I'm gon' be nothin' but let's real
You wouldn't say all of that shit
In front of my face, you bluffin'
I know I ain't got no gun
But I still knock a pussy bitch
Out if he up to somethin'
Y'all acting tough
But as soon as I say I'm gon' pull up
Y'all already up to runnin'
I ain't gon' do it like everyone else
I'm gon' be different you say you street
But you can't handle the heat
So get the fuck out the kitchen (Get out)
I try to tell y'all that I'm up next
But y'all won't even listen
(Ayy ayy, it's ya boy Crm)
Only time you payin' attention to me
(The Valentine Villain from the 6018)
Is to knock me down when I'm winnin', yeah
(You know how it is, Lezter
You goin' crazy)

Knock me down when I'm winnin'
Or when I'm on top stable as fuck
You'll never see me fall apart
Never gon' go trade my soul
For a foreign car wanna get fame
Gotta wait ‘till the door ajar
Wanna see me put in jail or a cemetery
Ain't givin' up ‘till
I'm considered legendary
Don't need the beef
I don't think that shit necessary
I got more bars than
The muhfuckin' dictionary
Fine, I'll admit it
I might be a piece of shit
Don't fuck around
Or you gon' get a lethal hit
You cooked the beef, bitch
I just went and seasoned it
Wanted the money, never thought I needed it
But for real though, fuck all the bullshit
I don't hate none of y'all
Just don't be ridin' on my
Dick when I become famous
That was a joke, don't get
Offended by everythin' I say, Yeah

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