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letras de 6dper% – don’t try w me

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i got big plans, i throw hands, don’t try with me (huh)
feel like a big man, got big bands, no surprise to me (yeah)
got a new fit, i’m dripped down, like saliva be (ehh)
i keep a small circle, of three friends, that’s ride or die for me

b~tch i’m holding my hand out, putting jewelry on for me
have to be a b~tch to take handouts, i’ll put people on to me
i’m taking the fast route, unlike these wannabes
the one and only from my town, i’ll be these peoples anomaly

they can’t
copy what i’m doing (facts) not effectively
they can’t touch my music cause theirs doing f~cking miserably
remember we was broke, lacking foods our stomachs rumbling
now i’m bouncing back like trampolines, you feel that stomach pain (bouncing back)

dagger of life cut further than the deepest scars
it tore me apart
knocked me down a couple times
like i use the cheapest parts, some rappers like picasso, their sh~ts wack
but fans praise it as a piece of art, like please depart (get out man)

that’s just how it is, they can’t be in spots that i have been (no)
they think they fit for the job, but they just counterfeit (huh)
oh he just lied to my face, now we can’t count on him
my goal is to count the bills through the gate (bills through the gate man), and you can count on it
cook the music, pan the beat, like desiigner did
tryna be rich, not in a dream nah i’m tired of it (sleep)
shawty can’t meet me, til’ she meets my requirements
new species, i’m so fly i’m practically a darwin’s finch (birdman)
i can’t wear my ice in the winter, below zero
she want my wood but i can’t give her, could get a splinter
smokin’ high grade just like the marks on a midterm (huh huh)
we ain’t getting no f~cking zero

i got big plans, i throw hands, don’t try with me (huh)
feel like a big man, got big bands, no surprise to me (yeah)
i got a new fit, i’m dripped down, like saliva be (ehh)
i keep a small circle, like three friends, ready to die for me

f~ck all the people who looked down at me
f~ck all the people who’s doubting me
f~ck everybody who shouted “he ain’t nothing” boy better put those doubts to sleep
cause i’m sick and tired of these lyin’ b~tches and these b~tches liars
f~ck a lighter, draggin poems, pitch and flow, i’m spittin’ fire
and we going up on the low, but i envisioned higher
got a pair of fist for any b~tch who wants to f~cking try us

i got big plans, i throw hands, don’t try with me (huh)
feel like a big man, got big bands, no surprise to me (yeah)
i got a new fit, i’m dripped down, like saliva be (ehh)
i keep a small circle, like three friends, ready to die for me (b~tch)

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