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itsrell - how i’m coming (prod. plugchoppa) lyrics

(verse one)
i’m too real, they know how i’m coming
a bul who started from nothing
i’m getting money and now that i’m showing them something, they all wanna hang with a youngin
come hang wit a younging
the gang go insane wit a youngin
enjoying the fame wit a youngin
like shaq imma dunk it
getting no shame from a youngin
they only get game from a youngin
diamond and chains on a youngin
hope they don’t change on a youngin
back then i hit stains wit my youning
like busta i touch it
the goals imma gain as a younin
got watches and rings on a youngin
i’m going a range wit the money
don’t got it ain’t show that he want it
see em he running
i’m from the p how we coming
we leaving the scene whеn we dump it
ya brodie was beefing for nothing
why is they faking?
why is thеy talking and hating?
just look at the look on they faces
stopping and staring i walk in the mall and i buy me a fit and a bag for my baby
like no i don’t need validation, i live my creation, wit choppas i’m feeling like jason
smoking on payton, i’m laying back in the coupe i’m high now my eyes looking asian
i got the forces and she got the maxes
i got the drip and she’s loving the fashion
she posting you and i’m hitting her after
she wanna hit when she heard i’m a rapper
brodie you broke you just waiting on taxes
said that he push it i’m pushing it faster
said he want smoke he get turned into casper
we got the tools wit hammer and ladders
i’m h+lla c+cky i feel like my father
we got the money the wheels and choppas
hit wit a mop now he’s wet that’s aqua
hop out wit the cuttas get cut that’s baraka
no nle but i’m calling my shottas
he on the ground now he’s crying for mama
i get it down even spar wit my partnas
we know how to shoot turn your brains into pasta!

- itsrell lyrics

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