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martin $ky - estate lyrics

[produced by martin $ky]

[hook: martin $ky]
i done came up on my same sh-t that i usually be on
y’all stayin’ here but i’m everywhere, my n-gga i’m gone
i done k!lled shows, hit milestones, and i did it my way
i’m smokin’ good, still makin’ moves all up in my estate

[verse 1: martin $ky]
i sit high but my eyes so low
young n-ggas runnin’ league, yeah we all went pro
n-ggas quit cause the ground too slow
had to keep on k!llin’ cause i’m going for the gold
she wanna f-ck the realest in the city
now she f-ckin’ on the realest n-gga in the f-ckin’ city
and the tab got me faded when it hit me
so the moves to be made kinda iffy
my n-gga i’ve been in it for a minute, they been sleepin’ on the kid
too real on my own sh-t, trappin’ in the whip
in the city full of wolves, gotta move so sl1ck
god level with the beats, i’m a wizard with the sh-t
no camo but i’m really in the field, havin’ thousand dollar dreams while i’m headed for the mils
burn a couple o’s just for the f-ck of it, all while i’m pourin’ up a gl-ss for the thrills
you still ain’t heard a n-gga beats hit like these
got a few joints rolled, ’bout to smoke ’bout three
sh-t got real, hope the tape don’t leak
i be good in a minute, in a second don’t blink
rollin’ ’round the city with my n-ggas in the whip
and we all got moves so the night so lit
and the crowd mad full so i gotta go spit
dreads over my eyes in an all black fit
go figure that (go figure that)
always put the time and the work in, i get it back
manifest thoughts for the whole d-mn squad, we livin’ that
hope for the best, i’m expectin’ the worst
moves get made everyday, no rest
shut the f-ck up talkin’ if you don’t cut checks

[hook: martin $ky (2x)]

[verse 2: rockie fresh]
i’m in the drop m6
and the sh-t all white like a n-gga move bricks
i’m by myself i ain’t never need a clique
like a young mr. deeds i can get you what you need
said i’m reachin’ new heights
i done f-cked bad b-tches, i done put ’em on flights
i kept the rollie and the chain on
so in that case, i might as well leave on the lights
man, this game so crazy
workin’ hard on ’em, nah, n-gga ain’t lazy
these f-ck n-ggas gotta pay me
ask ’em who the best and i bet you they gon’ say me
chi town representer, n-gga get money like a mothaf-ckin’ money printer
i’m cold n-gga like this sh-t december, but it’s the summer time, it mean this b-tch finna front on mine
got the point and the underline, yeah, i signed with puma like i’m runnin’ track
f-ck n-gga talkin’ ’bout me, bet he never, ever in his life seen a hundred stacks
n-gga i done spent that, and i done f-cked around and made all one hundred back
now i’m lookin’ at the mils, shoutout to mmg cause i’m really f-ckin’ with the deal
yeah, rollin’ up when i’m smoked to k!ll, got you rollin’ like i popped a pill
i don’t ever do x, okay i f-cked my old b-tch, i guess i really do ex
i’m up next, stackin’ big money yeah couldn’t get more checks
finna cop my mom a lexus, i’m that n-gga, f-ck with me

[hook: martin $ky (2x)]

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