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fruition - r.t.a. lyrics

i get to the bag never fumble it
get to the bag these n*ggas be rumbling
they talkin that sh*t like they know me
but them n*ggas they don’t know me
sippin on this drink i sit back and relax
all them n*ggas be talkin but they don’t do sh*t
i’m a young trend setter i don’t worry bout n0body
i just do me and put my team up on my shoulders
walk around everyday like i got chip on my shoulders
like i got a chip on my shoulders bih
your b*tch want a real one
she want me to f*ck her face
now she wanna call me batman put silver on my cape
she said she really like me
i do not f*ck with these b*tches
i send that b*tch to south beach
she act like i’m her hero
she call me tyler hero but i’m not tyler hero
walk around on the pavement
sip on the drink then i just lean back
your b*tch on my mind she want me
she said she really need me bad
on the b*tch like bam
get to the money like d*mn
i get to the bag all the time
all these b*tches looking at me
i don’t give them a dime
she said that she really wanna f*ck all the time
but i don’t want a b*tch i just wanna relax
everything is strange but it come into fruition
sippin on this drink everything come to fruition
all these f*cking thousands in my pocket to fruition
now i’m bout to get the million dollars
woah

- r t a lyrics

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