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ambition - b-nasty lyrics

[hook]
i’m talking about that ambition
i’m talking about that ambition boy
i’m just talking about that ambition
i’m talking about it
i’m talking about that ambition boy
i’m talking about that ambition boy
i’m just talking about that ambition boy
i’m just talking about it like whoa

[verse 1]
yeah i am, number one
yeah i am, number one
my city need me, flow top tier
got dudes with me, that wanna flow that wanna know my name tho
that ambition ant stopping, we just get it popping
purp in my drink
yeah it’s over the top, but, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck
you notice i flow this then proceed to rock this
i’m on top of this sh-t like, my flows don’t stop cause they off the top
these other rappers tryna meet my boy casper
too clever
that’s why
that’s why i’m number one d-mn boy
top 10 charts, we do it better, for real tho
top 10 charts, we do it better, for real tho
leave ’em on the sidelines
my team, my team ain’t about to motherf-ckin’ go ahead and d-mn well duck with it
boy!

[pre-hook]
yeah you know i’m on it
got your bad b-tch and she want it
yeah, yeah i’m this real sh-t
y’all can keep playing
but i’ma f-ck up this beat
got your bad b-tch at my feet

[verse 2]
yeah, i do it
do it better than any rapper
they wanna know why i flow
yo f-ck em, i told em
i told em all before
how you d-mn gone ignore
got your bad b-tch
tryna influence me, body curves on me
but i ain’t playing with this sh-t
yeah i’m on this real game
got all my homies looking the same
i told em, you don’t understand, the gravity of this plan
the models and the cars, while we smoking these cigars
they be talking all d-mn day
this is what we doing, started from the bottom
now we at the top floor
blowing through those green notes
we ain’t talk about no defeat, just f-ck a bad b-tch freak
she be there all week, trust me this ain’t for the weak
if you gone be here, you gone need some d-mn sleep?
sh-t we going too d-mn steep, every day we gone go creep
stack that money g’s, for my creed
better believe, f-ck the fame, i came to jam with the fam
you know who the f-ck the man is
i ain’t gotta explain
i ain’t gotta explain

[pre-hook]
yeah you know i’m on it
got your bad b-tch and she want it
yeah, yeah i’m this real sh-t
y’all can keep playing
but i’ma f-ck up this beat
got your bad b-tch at my feet

- b nasty lyrics

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