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Montana 700
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tony McDowell
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Alex Gamble
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Vega Heartbreak
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Tony 214 Nichols
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Letras
Aye man, I'm on some new money type timing
New cars, new cribs, new J
Yeah, yeah, tryna open up some new traps, first quarter type timing
All the real street **** round the world know what I'm talkin' 'bout
(I love you baby)
Dope boy fresh white t both pockets swole
I'ma be here all day 'til everything sold (all day)
Make a million out this shit, trap **** goals (make a mil')
Bro, call my phone every day, he still up the road (he up the road)
Ain't gotta talk about the paper, send it every time (e'ry time)
If I got it on me, I'm a spin it, ****, every dime (**** e'ry dime)
I ain't do it for myself, we gon' all shine (we gon' all shine)
300 on the way, and they all mine
I made a killing off my phone I say it e'rytime
Trapped **** singing word for word, they know e'ry line
You won't see her ridin' with me if she ain't a dime (she ain't a dime)
Chanel bag, Louis trainers, bought her every kind
Stash another hunnid then it's right back to the trap (another hunnid)
You ain't tryna spend no money, tell me why you bring it out (why you bring?)
Ain't nothing bigger than this shit, say that shit in all caps (ain't nothing bigger)
Every time I book a show, they gon' close all the traps
****, this shit going on (going on)
Get a fresh load e'ry week, all of them gone (e'ry week)
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (this ain't for a song)
In that trap all week, **** I get it on
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (real truckload)
In that trap all week, **** I get it on (**** I get it on)
Tryna move a real truckload, this ain't for a song (this ain't for a song)
In that trap all week, **** I get it on (**** I get it on)
I don't think **** understand what I mean by
By movin' a real truckload
I ain't talking 'bout no 20, 30 bags
Talkin' 'bout three, four hundred in these bitches
Been in this bitch sitting here for hours
I can sit and count this paper all day, 'cause I took a risk for it (took a risk for it)
You ain't never got on that road and risked your life
You might not understand what I'm saying
You ain't never sat outside a trap all night (as I run through the valley)
You might not understand what I'm saying
If you ain't went broke tryna scratch back (of shadow of death)
Then you might not understand what I'm saying
I risked my life to get this paper
Why these **** playing?
Every time a tab came, **** I paid for it
I never leave this shit alone, I was made for it
Gotta get my mama off her feet, I watch her slave for it (I got her)
I know where I come from, so I know where I'm going
From standing on that block (on that block)
Sandwich bags a new scale, and I keep a Glock (new scale)
Bro keep talkin' bout the beanie that's what got him sacked
Invested all in the bags and never touched a pot (invest)
First **** out my hood came plain Jane
**** I've been known for getting off, I'm on that same thing
**** riding with a rat, look how the game changed
Gave my **** million dollar bonus, fucking with his brain
****, but I'm gon' get him out
I don't give a damn about the rap, I go bleed the trap (I don't care)
****, but I'm gon' get him out
I don't give a damn about the rap, I go bleed a trap
I don't give a damn about the rap, I was good before it
All the trappers in my city, already know it
Got a bag on me right now I ain't scared to blow it
Around this time next year a see me on the board
As I ran through the valley
Of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil (oh)
Written by: Tony McDowell