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Last Days - Tradition Lyrics



Last Days - Tradition Lyrics




[ Featuring Benny the Butcher ]

Yeah that's 40 carriages

Grab me
I'm getting to the money that's my only

Before i did it ever

Looks to disgust while getting on the
Bus i was thinking about the loot while
Hopping out to come

Different different he was getting
Handouts while i was pitching i was
Pissed my mother really had work was in
The kitchen

In three sizes i got my hustling and
Ducking police sirеns find a block
Slayer then pay neighbors to keep quiеt
I made work blow up in pots to beat
Price skip
College i could've won me like three
Heismans they had an

We biased nowadays you gotta talk to a
Rapper like he white
Word that every half i flipped i earned
All the cash i get money under
Mattresses from cocaine establishments
I don't know who expected one day i'd be
Too connected
I got a funeral excellent designer juke
Collection fawn's doing 20 they could
Have booked us two

Looked up to you know it's karma
Money could respect last longer that's

Daughter i ran up and down the block
Used to take a week to sell a quarter
Now both wrists look like water
And i really did fair time that stress

Choker chains and hair dye
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Yeah that's 40 carriages

Grab me
I'm getting to the money that's my only

Before i did it ever

Looks to disgust while getting on the
Bus i was thinking about the loot while
Hopping out to come

Different different he was getting
Handouts while i was pitching i was
Pissed my mother really had work was in
The kitchen

In three sizes i got my hustling and
Ducking police sirеns find a block
Slayer then pay neighbors to keep quiеt
I made work blow up in pots to beat
Price skip
College i could've won me like three
Heismans they had an

We biased nowadays you gotta talk to a
Rapper like he white
Word that every half i flipped i earned
All the cash i get money under
Mattresses from cocaine establishments
I don't know who expected one day i'd be
Too connected
I got a funeral excellent designer juke
Collection fawn's doing 20 they could
Have booked us two

Looked up to you know it's karma
Money could respect last longer that's

Daughter i ran up and down the block
Used to take a week to sell a quarter
Now both wrists look like water
And i really did fair time that stress

Choker chains and hair dye
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Writer: Demond Price, James Clay Jones, Jeremie Pennick, John Antonio Carrington, Josiah Ramel, Markino Hay
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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