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rdtriple - drop the l lyrics

[intro]
yeah
we gon’ drop the l
we gon’ drop the

[verse 1]
we gon’ drop the l, never fail
we always gon’ prevail, i can tell
you can catch me in miami
none of my haters stand me
can’t tell me nothing i am me
they all reprimand me
but yeah i drop the l man
after i bounce back and make a milli’ you can’t tell man
triple of the town does that even ring a bell
make a one handed play over the shouder like o’dell man
we gon’ make a track, and i promise it gon’ sell man
hustled for my spot, you can’t pull up on our block
all day and night, we’ve been grinding ’round the clock
i guess our opinions are different
already made my decisions
i am what you can’t get rid of
honestly out of my system

[verse 2]
they don’t wanna see us win
but they wanna be us then
i supposed it would go back home and really, they didn’t really know us then
had to beat out that shot clock
twenty-four seconds on my watch
every single day turn the page and my haters gon’ rage over what i might got
had to go back to the racks that attached but i ain’t got the time so i might not
maybe i’ll quit in the biz and take a few quizzes wait a minute sike not
i’ma do what i’m supposed to
who you i don’t even know you
when i’m on the track i’m never gon’ slack
i’m ridding the beats with no string attached
you don’t even know rap you don’t even know the game
i ain’t in it for clout, not for the fame
i can tell you that’s lame no cap
all of my bars are flames to the max
everybody saying i’m insane that’s facts
still ain’t feeling no pain that’s that
i blast through the past with the raps
and i’m back while attacking the haters, i’m making the paper
created the page and i’m taking the dub
i ain’t making this stuff up what you gotta say
you ain’t even pay your attention
that ain’t worth a mention with any of my senses
you can’t even see me you need lenses
look at my story, i ain’t need glory
top of the rap game but they ignoring
they don’t wanna see me in the spot at the top so you bots wanna cop my style, pause

[verse 3]
everybody here wanna steal my swag
when i pull up bradley beal that’s cash
when i make a song i’ma seal that bag
you don’t even get what i feared i had
money stack’ll be taller than me
i don’t need rapping i’m balling i sing
stop sneak dissing and stay in your lane
only motto no pain no gain
listen man i’m the man of the hour
4 foot 10 but the man with the power
don’t know ’bout you but i’m planning my shows
might as well be handing my goals
i supposed it would happen today
all of my haters don’t matter today
that will never ever matter ’cause honestly all of my haters are sadder today
get on my level you scared to talk
i’m not even playing you mad as the hulk
it won’t get no better still making the cheddar
i don’t know what happened i ain’t even met ’em
wait a minute let me close it out right
winning all day all the way to the night
i see the future i got it in sight
i’m gonna leave and i turn off the light, gone

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