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majesticrecluse – numbers lyrics

(jaahvenchy made a f+ckin’ hit)

(that boy hilton got another one)

kobe told me to talk to ’em, but ain’t wanna to em too much
remember them days i was stuck
tryin’ find ways to come up
reworkin’ work like a cluck
puttin’ my thumb in her b+tt
she jumpin’ up i said hut
then i hit her with a tackle
shorty face down, ain’t no wrestle
smokin’ on mango, no hassle
stuck in my time like a capsule
runnin’ it up like i’m, capo
remember i didn’t first rap, tho
hittin’ the trap with my hat, low
refund it back till i got me a, racko’
undying status like, haplo
but it ain’t never no gains, if all you do is the trap go
gotta move far, and unpack slow
just to make sure that the track show, thе greatest outcome for thе ones that you left cause, no lack bro
but if they act foul, than ass show
remember i used to be bummy, but now it cost money every beat that i ride on
remixin’ this money no cyclone
bypass for the numbers, than bygone
always hit l!cks, at your side homes
if they ain’t loyal than, so long

kobe told me to talk to ’em, but ain’t wanna tell ’em too much
reminiscing them day’s i was up
trying to make a snow in the bluff, where enough ain’t never enough
the continuous feelin’ is stuck, trying find a way to come up
wasting your time with a sl+t, b+tch ain’t worth more than a cup
(b+tch ain’t worth more than a cup)

foam runners yesterday, i ain’t got time for it
might of rocked the louis v, mixed it with the tom ford
broke b+tches iggin’ me, hit ’em with a rhyme board
f+ckin’ on your b+tch, prolly should of post a sign for it
in and out the traps, got a whole ‘nother mind for it
f+cking up the tables, cause you gamble like a choir boy
top flight with your b+tch, told her welcome my sky, now her panties droppin’, and her thighs real high
smokin’ on this mango, now i believe that i can fly
coming off a spirit flight, n+gga i can’t lie
straight up out the chi, so a n+gga got mob ties
hittin’ her from the back, now i’m f+cking up her jaw line
reworked the numbers, now she lookin like, “oh my!”
hit him with a couple thousand, yeah that was my fall guy
balloon release to the sky, after they all die
preach told y’all, that i pray the lord sanctify
god please save him, from the devil’s that he got inside
mind goin’ crazy you can see it all in his eyes
when he get to rap, that’s the only time he feel alive
doing this bigger, than has ever came from the nine
can’t you tell that, from kobe being by my side
always getting approves, we ain’t never gone get decline
growing all this trident, how i know it’s truly my time
all this knowledge, i ain’t even go to devry
street’s really raised us, automatic gotta hit my guy
dyrdek factory, grind hard make your people hot
run it all up till you running out of, bank knots
don’t forget that you gotta store it, in a safe spot
wanted me a different look, so i cut the dreadlock’s
pulling on her hair, now i got her in a headlock
i remember having dry spell’s like madlock

wanted to see a different outcome, so i had to move
first time ever cooking heat inna stu
before 2020 had a pocket, all blues
just like the b+tches, that’s new to you too
heatin’ up for a minute, i been over due
hoping that these numbers, make a way for the crew
rather enjoy everything by pair, in two’s
spitting my rear how i’m paying my due’s
shoutout to kobe, he found me a flow
i came from the bottom, just to let them know
reminisce day’s steal chip out of store
look at me granny, i’m doing it on low
cool at de3, rolling the toe
if kobe ain’t there, we ain’t goin’ no mo’
later in last year i poured my last four
i was scoring the b+tches like green light day go told my lil homie, to watch his back door
we came together, this deeper than flow’s
wanna make sure he obtain all his goals
reinvest profit that’s all tomar knows
nolan too just to mention the bro
puffing this mango i can’t feel my toes
feelin’ like i smelled the wrong bows

- majesticrecluse lyrics

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