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ransom & nicholas craven - body of lies كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1:]
all of a sudden, n_ggas the plug, right? ain’t got the power to show you love on a drug price
i doubt that, ’cause half of these n_ggas goofy’s without rap reroute that, we wouldn’t believe you n_ggas without tats
and gold chains you never sold cocaine, no house traps
no colombian plugs no dope came on a boat lane
you know it’s so strange ?
you struggle for pennies and still you won’t change
that hustler’s envy run through your bro’s veins
you know that old saying, you “can’t beat ’em, you join ’em”
with no shame i don’t play them hoe games
blow like cobain, the dough like lomane
you scrimmage in the rock but you ain’t ready for this pro game it’s no pain, no gain, he’s broke, lame, no names
the pistol that i raise here, compared to a role game
these n_ggas ain’t duffel, bro, they ain’t never hustle
bro i was seeing green on that screen like mark ruffalo

[hook:]
a hustler’s remorse, it’s a different story when you f_ckin’ with a boss
diamonds crushed up on the cross, out in bora bora doin’ donuts in the porsche
i can show you what it cost, never slog for a loss
a hustler’s remorse, million dollar villa’s never f_ckin’ on resorts you f_ckin’ with a boss, lettuce made weather never suffer from a loss
they never say whether they’ll be touching us in court
a hustler’s remorse

[verse 2:]
all of a sudden these n_ggas tough guys, divide and cut pies swear that i heard enough lies, said you took care of beef
but i overheard that you cut fries , a man fry cook
make sure my beverage is plus size with no ice
you ain’t got no coke price, was never ready to die
so you ain’t never roll dice, n_ggas caught in ’em rat traps congregating with slow mice, but no hype, no life
revoke stripes, hold tight, every game got a white hoe
every n_gga gon’ hope white, these rappers got no plight
but me, i got broke dreams, that might look kinda similar
like chappelle and bo’ keem i withheld a smoke screen
’cause i ain’t into foolin ya i would call you junior
but i don’t wanna ruin ya
’cause i don’t know what that intense pressure gon’ do to ya
i’m in a lamborghini with an actress named julia scr_w_ng her

- ransom nicholas craven

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