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impossible made possible - rxknephew lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
when i step in baby, i only want money
you doing all that laughing, what the f*ck funny?
she like ”neph, you run around like you never had money”
crack jumping like a track from bad bunny
got a house on the west and got a house on the east
my crack jumping like a new album from yeat
b*tch, tell your last man it ain’t no compete
if rap don’t work, sell coke out the meet and greet
if you ain’t talking about money b*tch, don’t even speak
b*tch, you calling my phone, you f*cking up my live
i feel like i died and came back alive
i beat a thirty*one with a bb bеlt
”how much you made this month neph?” fifty thousand
i put that sh*t on, look bettеr than thousand island
b*tch, i’ve been marlon wayans, who want a problem?
i cut a b*tch off, girl i’m not your father
step into that b*tch like benny blanco
i feed a b*tch a lot, patties and bacalao
they on our d*ck, trying to jack the style
i’ll have a episode, get to wild ‘n out
i fresh myself, ain’t no stylist in this house, yeah
b*tch mad at me cause i’m fresh as sh*t
”what you doing on your phone?” i’m texting a l!ck
b*tch think i’m texting a b*tch
i can look through the dm and get a new b*tch
i can hit the mall now and get a new fit
when i walk out the bank, it’d be blue strips
this b*tch go grrrawh, don’t care who you with
when brodie holding the glock, he just be doing sh*t
up that b*tch, point it and boom a b*tch
[verse 2]
got my f*cking .30 on me
came in the club with my godd*mn .30 on me
b*tch get out my face, i ain’t doing your nails
i’m trying to get all my sleep and catch a cell
my bags on cryptee, they far from frail
ugly pocket rocket sing like patti labelle
the way i’m driving they can tell how i lost my ass
tony hawk grind, dope sh*t off of the rail
state to state, play to play, he be off of the meter
like him and bruh pull up like demons & creatures
we’ll charge a b*tch a thirty one for a feature
run off from the perc man like it was nice to meet you
i’m paul walker, bro moving like vin diesel
only thing we ever did was take care of the people
put your whole body in the garbage like beanie siegel
my b*tch from the bronx, dominican and trigo
i got burberry frames on, i don’t see you
five hundred for these, my b*tch like i don’t believe you
every time my price drop, it was for the people
i had to give her the boot, i can’t keep you
b*tch, you can eat a d*ck, i don’t need you
i’m sorry i can’t give you shelter and feed you, yeah

- rxknephew lyrics

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