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blazeyl - profits كلمات الأغنية

honeywoodsix
(producer tag)

music is what holds the world together
this world, the next world, and the previous world
but what’s so powerful about music
is it’s about everything else in the world

yeah, yeah (x2)

(chorus)
pull up, i’ma, bout to, blow (blow)
f-ck a, b-tch i’m, bout my, dough (money!
club got, done up, get me, home (home)
i don’t care if you rate me (no)
[?] (money!)
i love, money, bring in all the cheques (ching)
couple, honeys, on me cause i’m next, up (love it)
baby f-ck me cause i’m next up (i’m up)
i might pull up moving extra

(verse 1)
cuttin’ tru the endz, i won’t buss it for a benz
flavourz ain’t for cheap, get the f-ck out of my text
got a east ting, who said i’m next up
i’m knee deep in, i think i messed up
i got the pack and now i buss it like my last nut
i run it up, i call the plug all for next stuff
iced to the neck, we froze
now a couple bouji b-tches wanna know
vvs diamonds, you know i need it all (i want it!)
run it up, gotta run it up, that’s the money, can’t miss calls
oh my gosh, i took a loss, i get prof (i get the money!)
i made it back, pockets fat, rick ross
i’m with the bros, oh wow, hit up scotch
she buss a whine, so fine tick tock (whine, whine, whine, whine!)
tick tock, no stop
you know i get the money no stop

music is not about itself
we have to realise we’re sharing everything on this planet
this deep shared sp-ce is created by music

(verse 2)
i’m never sober (no)
bro’s in the rover (skrr)
i got magnum (sweet)
you know it’s over (come on)
realist in the city, drippy, supersoaker (drip, drip)
london born, it’s gritty, feds love pull me over
i’ma just phone her (bbrrr)
cause i got a b-n-r (i do)
i’m like f-ck sake, i think i had enough
but wait until i move my mama house up on the hill
sh-t’s real, no slacking
i’m double tapping on your miss, she arch her back in
we get it moving, we get the racks in
bad b’s on me, they just wanna cop a feel
look into your eyes and i can swear that you ain’t real
city lights, just flashing in my face, you know the feel
duckin’ from the 5-0 i got packs under my heels
i shoulda b-llsed it, f-ck getting’ bagged (f-ck that)
i’m puttin’ my all in, all for the bands
i might raise my gl-ss, let’s make a toast for the gang
n-gga’s wanna hate on me, i just don’t understand (x2)

- blazeyl

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