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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoOn The Radar Freestyle (With Central Cee)
YeahOn The Radar, 20236 G-O-D and my broski 2CYou know what it isIt's a madness and badness, combinationYeahAyy, grrOn Morningside, got no stick in the rideIf I take flicks with the guysI gotta put emojis over like three faces'cause the feds can't see those eyesPeople I shouldn't be besideWhen I was an actor, they would go Stratfordjust to sell food on Bieber's sidePlenty reasons why I'm this way, my girlthat's just one reason whySeen you around at Sotto, enough man, babyyou love on some eediat guysObedient guys, jokers and comedian guysYou know I'm likе 6'2" in the right shoe, lovebut you lovе on some medium guysI wanna keep you on the beach 'til 6 A.M.so you see sunriseSeen you from the stage in the one hundredsthese must be eagle eyesPressin' against me, thinkin' 'bout entryknow you could tell it's a decent sizeYou wanna know the real me, girlsay you wanna see deep insideIf Chubbs has on a Chanel side bagyou don't wanna see him reach inside'Cah we know some demon guys with jealous and evil eyesYou know that's how Jesus diedyou know that's how Julius Caesar diedI bet they were decent guysI swear they remind me of me sometimesI'm tryna be under your breastslike peas and rice, you never get treated niceFool you once, that's finebut you look dumb if you let them repeat it twiceTwo hundred mill' on the tableI hope I'm able to get this agreement signedTold you I needed timebut really the truth is I don't believe in timeFeel like I been here over a thousand yearslike since the medieval timesAnd I'm still just a cutthroat kingeven though this is recent timesA man might dead that we're beefin' withbut we don't do grieving timeFuck teasin' time, if I cum inside you, it's breedin' timeSo much for idols, KMT with the eye rollKnew that I made it when I had driversholding my last name up in arrivalsCench might need vaccinewhen he see how this vid' start going viralIf Lita's there, then the mash is therewith grains in there like silosThe morning rain clouds up my windowI swear I feel like DidoJ-A-U-M, how it looks when man put you in a jam like typosNegotiation, ask her for twenty percent of the companythat's my finalRealistic, the shit might N15like I'm going through Tottenham High RoadIf it's beef, I'll get that shaved for breadand grease like I'm making giros, or I'm making gyrosSo much for all these heroesThe numbers are good with me as longas it's comma then zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zeroPass me a glass of the vinoIf a girl try take my Rolex to buy some ValentinoI tell Baby M what she did to the kidthen I line her like emoShe didn't rock my clothing linewhen we had one shirt to go with the jeans thoughNow man like me and Clint can affordthose whips like Gran TorinoGrrCrocodile tears, she ain't even cryin'Why you swearing to God? You don't even believe in ChristWhat you sayin' wallahi for?You ain't been on your din, you've been eating swine, nahI ain't the man of your dreamsnow you wish that you stayed with your previous guyIt used to be 3.5s, now I can sell out the O2 arena twiceDon't ask what the fee looks likeDon't believe all the media hypelike eighty percent of these people lyin'Who can I ask when I need advice?I gotta work hard, it's me who providesEmail YBeeez for the feature, lookWhat goes up must come downso when you're in the air, prepare for the landin'I did everything that I could for my hoodso how do they say I don't care for the mandem?Crib so big I might get out of breathif I walk too quick up the stairs in the mansionThey weren't there for the actionTryna round up three hundred Spartanswe goin' to war but we ain't in AthensEverything won't go to planthat's not how it goes, I'm afraid shit happensRap boy on a footballer's wageI'm on the same pay as the players at DallasWhat's makin' the haters jealous?I'm thinking the AP's eighteen karatsThey call me my government name in Harrods (Uh)This one ratchet, don't even know who her baby dad is (Nah)If I cum inside, then I won't leave'til I see her take the tablet (Nah)He mention my name 'cause he wanted some fameand he ain't established (Huh)Alright, you know the verse gon' hitwhen you hear that adlibCome a long way, I was sellin' themopium on my lonely, but I'm not Ken CarsonAnd my hood red hot, red dot on my headin my hood, I'm a targetSo driver, stay in the whipwhile I jump out quick, don't park itI can lean out the window and horn itI'm on the same pay as the players at CharlotteBig fish in this ting, no armbandslike a backstroke how I swim in that shark tankDrop me in the jungle, tree-to-treestart swingin' like TarzanTwenty-four inch on the rims on the BenzI'm doing donuts and skidding on tarmac (Huh)Sick of these high-rise buildings, flip the scriptnow I'm livin' on farmland (Huh)Hmm, grrAlrightAlright(Hahaha)
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