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truesteez x drae sativ x yungxanplugg - space lyrics

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verse 1: truest–z
your days are numbered like a calendar/better get your paper now and count it up/gotta get the racks and keep on stacking/yeah my bars are hard cause they just toughen up/never lacking never on some sisi vibes/always working till i bring em souls to christ/got the racks i got madibbas everyday you know i’m stacking up/word of god x2 preaching the word like a pastor/switching the flows i’m the master/all the credit should go to my maker/that’s the son of god thats jesus christ/he’s the one who made me ball like lakers/when i pull up sunday service you know i just gotta take out all this paper/gotta give it x2/cause you know i wear the crown/i’m the king x2/here’s a cheque i’m signing out/drae sativ x2 we outchea rolling with plugg/

verse 2: drae sativ
i’m spiritual on a new level
i put the work go get the utensils
gold round my neck yea that’s my medal
usd those are my initials
yea i’m too bright to fit in the picture
my goal is my target i keep me a missile
i got all my stripes like the man with the whistle
i praise the man you know i stay with him (god)!
uh
i keep it clean don’t need detergent
one hand up like i’m a sergeant
got myself good now i’m a target
super zan domain had to open up
don’t got a trophy i’m not drinking out the cup
i’m chasing my gang got no time for luck
i’m a big dog you just a pup
too many sharks in the water stand up
yea
you say i’m switching my lanes
what i’m supposed to do when i’m in black range
back to back with the gang call it no sp-ce
don’t show the face i ain’t getting the case
if i’m with god then i’m winnin’ the race x2
told myself just wait for your place
right before i ate the cake i said my grace

bridge: drae sativ
now i need my sp-ce
yea i need my sp-ce
get on the tracks after the bag yea i’m in the race x2

i’m in that race
i’m in that wraith

verse 3: yungxanplugg
they told me quit the sh-t
so i had to get lit
look at the work
i make her twerk in my dm
might just put her in my bm
when i get my first beamer n-gga
blow the game like a trumpet
eat it up like a crumpet
i like it
i cuff it
she saucy
just like me
he ran up on me for a hunnid
the n-gga locco like he sniffing coco
you getting hot
you acting like the popo
i need some sp-ce
i took a trip to mars
now chilling with martians
give me sp-ce
give me ×4
give me sp-ce ×3
im up in sp-ce with the martians
give me sp-ce
im up in sp-ce with the martians
yungxanplugg you digg



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