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SAINt JHN
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London On Da Track
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
SAINt JHN
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London On Da Track
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Dinero
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Neeko
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Rizzo
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Lyrics
We got London On Da Tr-
Whole club sellin' out, a hitta doin' stadiums
Pussy **** don't come around, they don't survive my radius
I keep it too real for real, and that's the shit that made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Aye, whole club sellin' out, a hitta doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club
Aye, aye, aye
McLaren way too white to be shootin' at the opps
I'm sleepin' good at night, see the door don't got no locks
I fucked her to be spiteful, she best friends with the opps
And bitches that you buyin' bags, you need better stocks
Standing on my money, dog
Please don't get the gun involved
There ain't nobody runnin' off, rules to the basics
I can't be no son in law
I can't take the summer off
I make it look good and all, but this ain't no vacation
All the goons, they respect me and I know it
Watch your words and your tongue, you not a poet
My advice, please don't try to be heroic
**** wit' me, know that
Whole club selling out, a hitta doin' stadiums
Pussy **** don't come around, they don't survive my radius
I keep it too real for real, and that's the shit that made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Aye, whole club sellin' out, a hitta doing stadiums
Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club
I never had a mentor
I only watched Scarface
On God
I met her at a strip club
She twerk better when her heart break
Aye, aye
Hood **** 101, I'm sellin' everything that I can sell
I'm praying for a Bentley and to never go to jail
I'm fresh up out the gutter, I don't know if you can tell
I'm hustlin' forever
Everything I do, I do for legacy
You can call me any type of day, my dog, I ain't never sleep
The only rule I got is if we fucking, don't embarrass me
I write down my problems then record it just for therapy
Just for clarity
Whole club sellin' out, a hitta doin' stadiums
Pussy **** don't come around, they don't survive my radius
I keep it too real for real, and that's the shit that made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Aye, whole club sellin' out, a hitta doin' stadiums
Small business don't come around, they don't survive my radius
Trappin' all I talk about and that's what really made me rich
Hustlin', that's what made me rich
Trappin', that's what made me rich
The whole club
Written by: SAINt JHN