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rob wellz (rap) - make me quit lyrics

[verse 1]
and y’all still don’t know the half of it
this life sh+t goes by quick, get a grasp of it
and the truth is hard to swallow, sip a glass of it
i’ve been leading all the lost, i made a path for it
ain’t talkin’ day to day, i had to make it count
i had to pave a way, i made the play and bounced
today is not announced, we just walk into it
now y’all gon’ get to plannin’, that sh+t we been doin’
my goals rolled up but not too tight
i burn them into the moonlight
don’t approach me on sneaky motives
i’ma just tell you “get ya’ mood right”
i stay swervin’ from the blue lights
every night on the block to get my goons right
hit the stu just to try to get my tunes right
the world is on my shoulder, lookin’ through two eyes
i gotta hold it down, i rep the ones bеfore me
and if we burn thе town, they gon’ remember 40
i gotta hold it down, i rep the ones before me
and if we burn the town, they gon’ remember 40

[chorus]
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
workin’ like a slave just to break the chains
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
glitter and gold
[verse 2]
too late to stop now, this sh+t ain’t new either
no disrespect to the rock or hov but this the new ether
this sh+t sound like you got new speakers
look y’all, i got me a new believer
i’ll turn you to a gangster or to a tweaker
i’m a iphone 12 but i could use a beeper
word to weezy, siri fed time
sh+t, that b+tch down like bed time
i’m 6’4″, my soul 10’9″
i ball every day, i been grindin’
like big ben, i been timin’
f+ck the pig pen, they been lyin’
smoke london fog just to reach zion
might end up robbin’ williamson
not the ball player and rest in peace to actor
that just showed y’all i’m more than a decent rapper
break the world down and fix the pieces after
if you’re lookin’ for me, better speak to nasa
i’ll play this back in my car alone
and i’ma have this sh+t louder than a car alarm
and i’d be spinnin’ my sh+ts like the autobahn
with some cuffs on my wrist, i’m talkin’ arm to arm

- rob wellz rap lyrics

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