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rude cheez - frank lyrics

[chorus]
went to the stars, i just came back
whole lotta m’s stuffed in my bank
use your head, go for the flank
how the puck you lose to a guy named frank
pulled up to the store and bought dior pants
nothing gon’ move, till my cash advance
nah i can’t pull up to, your events
they keep talking, it’s all pretense

went to the stars, i just came back
whole lotta m’s stuffed in my bank
use your head, go for the flank
how the puck you lose to a guy named frank
pulled up to the store and bought dior pants
nothing gon’ move, till my cash advance
nah i can’t pull up to, your events
they keep talking, it’s all pretense

[verse 1]
they just want me, to counterback
lemme tell you something, ion pucking care
just do the job, don’t ask for your share
too many fangs, gang fully aware
why you keep talking, pull up to the square
bringing every soldier, to the warfare
couple years, imma millionaire
not the ground, we flyin up in the air
designer down, all black up in the royce
stop the talkin, i don’t want me no noise
how you 25, but still play with toys
still miss tj, he was always my boy
flipped over ten, made a whole hunnid back
all of them snakes, like to aim for the back
state to state, with a whole ‘nother bag
came from the bottom, we not goin’ back
keep buying chains and these watches
elliot diamonds keep blocking
can’t see the time
big 38 for the weapon
to the game, pop smoke a blessing
why at his prime
they don’t like it when we tryna climb
push us down they wanna throw us behind
ignore the hate, we not stoppin’ our grind
steady movin’ with the goal up in mind

[vrese 2]
steady movin’ with the goal up in mind
patek phillipe, i know me the time
dolla was 18, he still servin’ time
pray to the lord he make it out this time
ain’t no money, why we did all the crimes
life was hard, we didn’t have a dime
reminiscing ‘bout all of my brothers, it been a loooooong+time

[chorus]
went to the stars, i just came back
whole lotta m’s stuffed in my bank
use your head, go for the flank
how the puck you lose to a guy named frank
pulled up to the store and bought dior pants
nothing gon’ move, till my cash advance
nah i can’t pull up to, your events
they keep talking, it’s all pretense

[outro]
all pretense
where yo commonsense
once we there
we not arguing
ha, yeah
we not arguing
where yo commonsense
grrr (lmao)

- rude cheez lyrics

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