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code 3 - code3 - fake lyrics

i run up a bag think it’s funny you seein the dash
he flex on the gram money come first the p+ssy is last nothin from somthing you can’t last hard condition pastions is tickin
over lookin the visions just stop and crash at the pad it’s been a struggle to live life i’m just a kid smart individual who’s makin his bread don’t even lie girl i’m makin you wet you see these chain diamonds be dance in more then a wed they say i’m broke b+tch i got like 10 in the bag 4 in my hand 3 in the stash yellow or red make me feel loopy im stuck in a bed

life is givin and money is earn feeling is takin and hate is deseved i scroll thrеw the gram hopin i get seen and heard nothing comе up just a follow and a pat on the back you doin better no disrespect just a little light more like a fether
no more patients no more waitin the money and fame i’m takin nothin i earn just dedication family be with me friends be snakes can strust no one i feel like they fake they only say sum when you makin that bank or when you have that dank i’m changing the game code 3 is workin to fame better my family hop on a plain go over seas and make em thing this is my city when i leave i’m porin some henny

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