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d7 - a list lyrics

[intro]
hottest in the world

[chorus: aj tracey]
i told my mum
that i’ll stop getting faded
but the henny in my cup got me f-cked
and i’m g-ssed cuh there’s bare trap beats on my playlist
one day, i’m gonna be an a-list
and i’m gonna stunt on my ex
stunt on my foes and my opponents and my haters
then i’m gonna money dance with the papers
i told my mum
that i’ll stop getting faded
but the henny in my cup got me f-cked
and i’m g-ssed cuh there’s bare trap beats on my playlist
one day, i’m gonna be an a-list
and i’m gonna stunt on my ex
stunt on my foes and my opponents and my haters
then i’m gonna money dance with the papers

[verse 1: big zuu]
came from nothing at all
(nada)
mandem dropped out the sports ting
when they got old and still had to ball (ballin’)
young times, no dough in the bank
but we still had fresh kicks, fashionable (yeah)
tryna get ps like i l!cked a bank
and i wrapped a vault (wrap that)
but now a man does music, so
through that, i’m tryna stack the notes
me, i live through waves like my flat’s a boat
fam, i don’t care who you think is sick
man, i’ll walk in the room and i’ll slap the goat
white don said that we pull too much girls
walk in the rave and they grab the rope
my dans back the ‘gnac, man wraps the smoke
set pace, press start, fam, you know the settings
dem man dere just breading but i’m tryna get bread in
dem man gas about man that they’re deading, but
i’m more on peng ting finessing
back to the yard, undressing
dem man bored and stressing
us man feel that blessing
mtp come straight from the west end

[verse 2: d7]
[?] days, we was hitting up tuck
no drink spilling, i was sipping on slush
when i first met age in studes, we was pups
now we’re grown up, got me onstage, red cups
back then, wheelies, tryna keep it up
in the top of the hut, tryna cop feel-ups
nowadays, i was tryna get ps up
till i’ve got my own grip to put my two feet up
but right now, i’m just on my grind all day
night time, write bars, lunch time, get paid
’cause i ain’t tryna sit back there in no shade
i’m tryna look fly and sh-t like illmade
tell them girl they’re moving mad, she insane
even if she in the right or wrong lane
still overtake these hoes there if they’re too late
don’t f-ck with old hoes, that sh-t there too bait
that sh-t there not right
dem gyal over there, they think they’re too nice
if i get to the top, i’ll remember that night
when the lightskin really thought she’s that spice (haha)
i swear it’s alright
so you’ll see me onstage, ain’t in the spotlight
got a maggy in the left and the mic in my right
grab a gyal from the front, come ‘way for the night

[verse 3: aj tracey]
i’m revved up, aj from the d-mn lane with the red cup
big batty gyal but she dead from the chest up
i don’t wanna hear no one talking about left us
anyone i left deserved to get left, cuz
i’m from the, i’m from the
i’m from the 10, it’s west, it’s all left, cuz
go and kick rocks, nuh care for that dead buzz
go and kick rocks, nuh care for that dead buzz
now i’ve got my nikes looking like loubs
feeling like floyd cuh the boy can’t lose
or quavo, when i’m onstage, show me b00bs
get rude, then boom, i’ll blow up the room
it’s lil trace or tutenkhamun
young brown king, i’ve come for this earth
and when i grab that, i’m out for that moon
man splash bare chicks, nuh care for no spoon
rip to all the dead olders
get off my d-ck and write a good tune
dem man are sour, all talking like b-tches
“f-ck aj, he made it too soon”
walk in the dance, a chain and one goon
couple ygs are cool with typhoons
with my brown lads and all my white coons
i was in shibuya writing haikus

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