Killed Before

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We got London On Da Track
 Everyone know I've been killed before
 I've been bent like a centerfold
 I crap with my money, no
 Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
 Got four million in jewelry, ohh
 Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
 Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
 Do you own a store, no (woah)
 Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (SLATT)
 Diamonds for all us kings, yeah
 Got my money went Ludacris (let's go)
 Give some racks to a hood bitch
 Give some racks to a pulpit
 Look at the grain, it's wood bitch
 On the floor, it's a wool bitch
 She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
 Diamonds on me they cold as shit
 I thank God that I went legit (and what)
 When we see 'em, you know we blitz (and what)
 I can bet up, you know I'm rich (leggo)
 Shut the fuck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
 Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
 Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
 Spot full of birdies with no treetop
 You know you my son, you can be that
 I bought the boat, the jetskis
 Got a FN and a stick, don't test me
 I stacked them hunnids up to God's knees
 Ain't going broke until 2070
 Everyone know I've been killed before
 I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
 I crap with my money, no
 Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
 Got four million in jewelry, ohh
 Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
 Did you pay someone's tuition, no (woah)
 Do you own a store, no
 We ain't letting these bitches get between us
 We ain't letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
 I ain't got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
 She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (thanks)
 Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
 Bought the Maserati, you'll get burnt like toast, yeah
 I get on that bullshit, you'll get it started, yeah (started)
 Six kids with me, didn't think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
 I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh, ey
 The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
 Ready for war like a machine
 Came from pillies to post schemin'
 Now I got 50 hoes on they knees
 I put X in my codeine
 But I'm putting nothing in my weed
 Yeah, I took a jet right overseas
 I want some head from overseas
 I caught a case, my jewelry seized
 I started out with fifty ki's
 My Bentayga clean like bleach
 On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
 On this shit like fleas, aye
 Everyone know I've been killed before
 I've been bent like a centerfold (woah)
 I crap with my money, no
 Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
 Got four million in jewelry, ohh
 Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
 Did you pay someone's tuition, no
 Do you own a store, no
 Ey, I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
 Ey, the private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
 

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Duration
03:40
Key
7
Tempo
158 BPM

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