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fakesmile - on the low lyrics

[intro]
i want you to say the most n+gga, gangster, king von, chief keef, ice cube, eazy+e type sh+t you’ve ever said, and just lay it on the track

[verse 1: fakesmile]
whippin’ in the kitchen got the wrist game froze
runnin’ in the city everybody know the code
trappin’ on the daily gotta get it on the low
money stackin’ high yeah we keepin’ it go
started from the bottom, now we pushin’ weight
pack it up, ship it out, never showin’ up late
movin’ like a ghost, yeah we stayin’ outta sight
hustle, never sleep, keep it grindin’ through the night
pack it up, plastic, yeah i keep it fresh and clеan
countin’ all this cash, livin’ out my dream
got the plug on speed dial, nevеr miss a call
stackin’ up the paper watchin’ all these haters fall
whippin’ in the kitchen, got the wrist game froze
runnin’ through the city everybody know the code
trappin’ on the daily gotta get it on the low
money stackin’ high yeah we keep it on the go

[verse 2: mrdistractor]
like, where was y’all was at when joe was grindin’ gettin’ f+ckin’ paper?
where was y’all was at when pappas was just doin’ hard labor?
where was y’all was at when i was up and makin’ major changes?
nowhere, y’all just haters sleepin’ in ya motha’s bas+m+nt
this ain’t really my rap style, so i’ll fake it
but real sh+t, rap now, it’s just full of lame kids
nowadays, all the rappers just be copy pastin’
and pappas is about to show you how to make it
[verse 3: 4ecks]
bodies in the [?]
roof full of stars
i got people in the projects that’ll hit ’em up no charge
got a handful of bars
trap full of cars
got so many guns the boys in the hood call me their sarge
150 in a rolls+royce, gotta make the fastest lap
them boys ain’t leave me no choice
i send in the emvoice, i need that wire asap
count my money with a bad b+tch in my lap

[outro: fakesmile]
life in the fast lane, never slowin’ down
rollin’ with the realest, we ain’t messin’ with no clowns
street smart, book smart, got the whole game locked
pushin’ lotta product, yeah,

- fakesmile lyrics

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