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05.10.2020

MH17

I could have kept running until I was folded
But now send my family on vacation and I go with my wife
Mama told me 'Good deeds always come back to you'
I bless that junkie at the store with croissants or blue
I don't care about comments, I faced worse danger
But turned that whole situation around within a year
I used to look up to rappers, now I wipe them off the map
Because they are funny as the first after the last day of March
Always myself, the whole neighborhood gives me respect
Don't act fake when I pull up, just ask, I love it real
Can earn with you, but then we split that stack
Because I'm a thief myself, nobody pats my neck
I don't stand still, have to keep sowing for my bread
I work in construction, I am waiting for the harvest
I can live off that rap shit but my dreams are too big
Want ten grand on the bank and ten ??? for a show streak
Am on papers, it must fold, just like clean laundry
Racing in the evening, get that money during the day
My men are talking about freight, PGP for transfer
Sranang mang with Jewish watch, my brothers are hunting anyway
Size 46, big step, make meters for that big bite
Many men talk, many men hate, those men sleep
A lot of men bitch, a lot of men snitch, explain niggas
Long lyrics become rappers in interrogation rooms
We never spoke when we came for questioning on business
Police wonders how all those drug packages got through
And how the perpetrators went free when they appeared
How do you make money if you still have time to talk?
I have stacks, really a lot of power brother, I just got your charger
Don't go to the gym, you train your bicep, but your stack is thin
Been on the gravel since early morning, recovering from your hangover
I'm not going out, I'm going to your father's house
Alias, the realest niggas still know who
If you didn't know, now you know
Rapper and I deliver weed
I know thirty, eleven, ten, thirteen, I don't know anything else
Get those men out of the air, MH17, aye
MH17
 
05.10.2020

Trip to LA/Bentley

I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a beach house in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a beach house in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
 
I want those trips by sea, always kicks me over the two
Maxies sometimes run them J's, 5 grams ??? or 3 hoarse
Stop for that Bentley and play, that pussy that brings me to LA Bend is in my TV, Netflix I'm not going to Pathé
My mom who says Alias, get diplomas go to class
My mind saying that shit I should need too
But my heart say get rich or get stuck
Picasso I sketch without a brush, that mill is not in your bag
But if I walk past you, you shield yourself
But I don't blame you, little brother be relaxed I know you don't pack
I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a beach house in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a beach house in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
I want that millie today, I want those trips overseas
I want those houses and cars, we clamp and cut your cake I want that millie today, I want those trips overseas I want those houses and cars, we clamp and cut your cake
 
I want that millie today, still save for that AK
Döner box fries with meat, at least 2 kilos per week
Goes in when I eat, but I hit you 4 times for that 2 Cause 4 after 2 that clanny came to me I gave him 4
Still North Face on my chest
I'm in the ward for a living
I'm at the bakery for those buns
And you are satisfied with crust
Swear that life I really want to see, traveling with that stack to Miami, Come back pull up in the Bentley
Your dreams are big but you don't work
 
I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a house on the beach in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
I want that Bentley
A trip to LA and a house on the beach in Miami
(Eyyyy, yaa yaa)
I want that millie today, I want those trips overseas
I want those houses and cars, we clamp and cut your cake
I want that millie today, I want those trips overseas
I want those houses and cars, we clamp and cut your cake