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cptn - foreign lyrics

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[verse]
it gotta be a backwood or fronto
answer my phone like pr+nto

my b+tch italian. i like to spoil her
next month i’ll take her to porto

b+tch i ain’t stable. i’m traveling
pull up in the hood with a stallion

out in new york we be wildin man
you know we on fire man!

like lloyd banks spittin bars that bring tears
i sign no deal. until the math real
and let’s make it clear

i don’t want friends.i want money!
simple as that. less get on it!

20 we turn it to 40. double it. i want the glory
80s now turnin to 100s
he bought an eight for a hundred!

yeah i love havin the leverage
if u wanna smoke the privelege
highlawn like its gourmet
this is not. what u smoke mane

all yo sh+t tastes like butane
get the f+ck out my face mane

if the boi dont believe you. i can’t trust it. i can’t trust it
plus if fury says go get it
i be bustin. i be bustin

if the boi dont believe you. i can’t trust it. i can’t trust it
plus if fury says go get it
i be bustin. i be bustin

[bridge]
long gone are the old days with the phone on
when i hop on
in these d+mn beats something wrong wrong
cause i’m all gone
i can’t feel none
of the d+mn pain
that we grew up
havin goin on
man its all gone
and its all gone
man its all gone



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