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itsrell - left in the lake (prod. lowkey) lyrics

(verse)
i bought a whip and that’s straight off of rhyming
whole lotta labels they been tryna sign me
cause i k!ll a beat and i flow without trying
a beast on the beat like i’m alister crowley
get up from defeat got me feeling like rocky
i want the schmoney i’m feeling like bobby
big green beam that’s if they try to stop me cause i be on go got the green in my wallet
go down to houston to blow up like a rocket
i smoke wit the guys say what’s up to the partnas
go out to neimans distressing the pocket
new chain on my neck give me drip likе a faucet
aye, brown skin calling her chocolatе
and i need a bite and she giving me noggin
i got the knowledge, and i got the money, and i got the women i’m filling the gauntlet
i been on go before ready and set
betting it all if they wanna bet
he bought a gun now he think he a threat, but i know a younging who take it to wreck
i said i know some youngings who take it for checks
and then i know a couple who’d take it for less
he know he getting led if he wanna test
it’s just like a lay up they lay em to rest
just like filayyy, it’s a shot in the air now he turning to jelly but where’s the bread?
said he want beef but like steph i’m a chef i pull up wit the thirty and pay off the refs
i drop a bag on miss independent she pay what she can but i pay off the rest
the reason i hopped on the game is cause i know i’m the best and i know they pay off the best
baddie dont want me she just want the s+x
i leave her hooked like a fiend or a crest
when i bought her a choker she act like a pet
now i put her on ice cause i’m all bout a check
now i’m walking wit god wit the cross on my neck
i stayed out the way and now i’m feeling blessed
walk wit my head up and feet on the ground, your head low, while i say it wit my chest
ayee
wait, i bet it all do whatever it take
to make sure we eating and all of us straight
if they wanna play, get left in the lake
this type of bullet a key to the gates
aye, like what did he say?
he on the live and he looking for fame
ignoring the guys now that’s where he lay
i walk in my shows and i’m making it shake
that’s where he lay?
found by the bay
they hitting hard now these bullets like tank?
whole lotta racks now i lap to the bank
pass her the money she counting the franks!

- itsrell lyrics

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