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drumless freestyle - cuhzlocc lyrics

[intro]
ayo
boutta make another hit
it’s locc
ay, look

[verse]
these days i been ridin’, just stackin’ up my grip, though
n*ggas talk a lot, but they ain’t really sayin’ sh*t, though
then i kept my circle tight, now we all legit, hoe
if you worried ‘bout the wrong thing then go and mind your own sh*t, bro
so i put that on a crip, and i’m all lit, locc
and the money stackin’ high, never touchin’ on the low
n*ggas throwin’ shade, but i only let it go
hustle everyday, yeah, i’m really on the flow
f*ck around, and see how this sh*t’ll blow
i feel like gta in real life, ‘cause i got the cheat code
bad b*tch by a side, she gon’ ride or die, though
took her out the game, now she movin’ fly, though
shoutout my n*gga chialma, a.k.a. my big bro
‘cause the grind really never stop, though
got the cash stackin’ up, lookin’ h*lla fly, hoe
n*ggas talkin’ but i just pass ‘em by, hoe
i just take it slow and i done took a chill pill
kept it movin’ forward, i don’t pop no pill
feelin’ like a boss, yeah, i’m on the real
them n*ggas mad, ‘cause they ain’t touchin’ what i feel
every move i make, man, it’s with intent
f*ck a broke n*gga, i ain’t payin’ rent
i just bought the block, now i’m feelin’ spent
but the money coming back like it’s a heaven*sent
n*ggas talkin’ big, but they ain’t got no heart
they claim they pushin’ weight, but they ain’t play the part
i been in the field, i been on my start
every move i make look like f*ckin’ art
rollin’ through the city, everything a flex
if you talkin’ paper, i’mma send a text
cut a fake b*tch, i don’t need the stress
i been on the grind, never second*guess, more or less
all about the hustle, i’mma make it flip
you just talk a lot, but you never trip
i been movin’ smart, never gonna slip
gettin’ to the top, i’m stayin’ on my sh*t
and i put that on crip
money in the bank, always stackin’ tall
you just want a piece, i’mma take it all
ain’t no competition, i ain’t ‘bout to stall
everything i do, man, i’m bound to ball
copped another round, yeah, i’m feelin’ right
shorty lookin’ good, tryna spend the night
told her bring a friend, now we outta sight
movin’ through the dark, gone before the light
n*ggas hit my line, but i ain’t got the time
focus on the bread, always on the grind
every move i make, yeah, it’s by design
if it ain’t about the paper, then it’s outta sight, outta mind
smokin’ on that loud, got me in the zone
talkin’ big game, but i’m all alone
built this from the ground, made it on my own
now i’m feelin’ good, sittin’ on the throne
whippin’ through the streets, yeah, the city mine
haters lookin’ mad, they can’t block the shine
always on the go, never wastin’ time
if it ain’t about the business, i ain’t in the line
so i made everything all dark to everything all light
countin’ up the digits, keep it rollin’ in
they ain’t on my level, they ain’t ‘bout to win
only play with bosses, i don’t f*ck with fake friends
‘cause when the sh*t get real, they switch up in the end
focused on the future, but i’m in the now
everything i touch, turn to all gold somehow
never doubt myself, i don’t question how
i just make it happen, make my mama and my pops proud
got a vision clear, i’mma make it last
never lookin’ back, i’m forgettin’ the past
stackin’ all this paper, tryna make it fast
but i know it’s comin’, long as i outlast, ay
[outro]
no cap
this that one take
locc

- cuhzlocc lyrics

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