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Sean Leon
Sean Leon
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Sean Leon
Sean Leon
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(Sean Leon Cartel)
Come through your turf
Come through flexin', make it hurt
Had a little, made it work, yeah
Now it's lots of work, yeah
They was hatin' from the start
Too much fuck shit in the heart
'Bout, 'bout, 'bout to tear they life apart
Laughin' to the bank like Kevin Hart, yeah
Know a **** had to go for it
'Cause this the vibe that I was going for
Can't survive going door to door
Had to thrive, had to go on tour
Yeah, and I did it on my own
Oh gees, know I'm better for it
You owe Tony, you better pay Tony
Stream your life and get pennies for it
Yeah, eye open like Fetty Wap
Had a pretty bop, turn petty on me
Yeah, like I took away the aura
'Cause I left her on aura
I ain't fucking with no heart, yeah
Come through your turf
Come through flexin', make it hurt
Had a little made it work, yeah
Now it's lots of work, yeah
Ah baby, it's fine with me, you can get high with a ****
Bitch, if you ride with me, you gone get high with a ****
Might throw a party out here just for you and your bitches
See me in person and tell me you knew I was different
I take my time with you, when I got time for you, baby
You cancel plans everytime I make time for you, baby
Made reservations, I'm always on time for you, don't lie
I take my time with you, when I got time for you, baby
I know that you know that shit
I know that you notice me noticing
I know when the lights off you noticing
Yeah, yeah, whoa
I know you love God and you love your religion
But you love my touch girl you love that shit
You sit on my mattress and talk about music and magic
And money and other shit, yeah
Come through to your turf
Come through flexin', make it hurt
Had a little made it work, yeah
Now it's lots of work, yeah
(Sean Leon Cartel)
(I said take me to, real good)
(Flashing)
(Sean Leon Cartel)
Written by: Brandon Andre Paul Leger, Bryan Van Mierlo, Sean Leon
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