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nicholas craven - opulence lyrics

opulence lyrics
[intro]
aha, ahh
ahh

[chorus]
we won, n+gga, we won (we won, n+gga, we won)
we won, n+gga, we won
i’ll bring it back like a rerun
i’ll have my shooter go d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba ba!)
we won, n+gga, we won (woo)
in the pot, i brought it back like a rerun
rerun and re+up, n+gga, run run run
my shooter goin’ d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba!)

[verse]
we was in the kitchen [?] nights (we was)
how you know that wock real? it got that lean bite (i can taste it)
i’ll introduce you to this key life (i will)
but it’s gon’ cost you thirty+three (it’s gon’ cost you thirty+three)
bus told me it’s all about the timing (what’s good big homie?)
our rollies just was set different, but i promise
both our second hands been sweepin’ ’round them diamonds
i’m on a eight+figure check mission, b+tch, listеn (listen)
i feel like they ain’t еven playin’ d on n+ggas (they not)
i been in that dior, spillin’ ace all on my christian (we good)
mashallah, when i’m up in my proper spot
that’s up there with the kendricks and the drizzys
the jiggas, the nas+es
truthfully, i wanted to rhyme like common sense (i did)
but then i climbed my way to a brick (haha, i did!)
daddy/daughter day, my baby draggin’ her chinchilla out the drop 6 (woo)
you n+ggas not this (you n+ggas not this)
baking soda, ice, what you lock with (what you cook with)
feel like you be dyin’ in slow+motion, but got shot quick
they say he lived? i’m like, “how? he got that work”
they said they shot him out his shirt
watched his body do the j—
murder is a tough thing to digest
it’s a slow process + i got the patience of a buddhist
ridin’ with my shooters; in the corner store, like, “yo, abdullah
ain’t no alkaline water up in this cooler?”
god is a computer
[chorus]
we won, n+gga, we won (we won, n+gga, we won)
we won, n+gga, we won
i’ll bring it back like a rerun
i’ll have my shooter go d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba ba!)
we won, n+gga, we won (woo)
in the pot, i brought it back like a rerun
rerun and re+up, n+gga, run run run
my shooter goin’ d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba!)
we won, n+gga, we won (we won, n+gga, we won)
we won, n+gga, we won
i’ll bring it back like a rerun
i’ll have my shooter go d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba ba!)
we won, n+gga, we won (woo)
in the pot, i brought it back like a rerun
rerun and re+up, n+gga, run run run
my shooter goin’ d1 (br+r+rt! ba ba!)

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