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NaKel Allah Smith
NaKel Allah Smith
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Texty

[Verse 1]
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold (Mothafucka)
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold
[Verse 2]
Damn, this world so cold
These days I don't know who friend or foe
All I know, protect my heart of gold
Got me feelin' jaded, nothin' impress me no more
Rock my old three stripes, ****, these ain't Yeezys
I got a win for us, so I don't care 'bout who believe in me
These **** be shady like the trees be
Bitch, I'm playin' sick games with 'em
'Cause I know they playin' games with me
Can't knock me off my pivot, I put that on nana Rosary
**** talkin' this and that, but ain't nobody showin' me
I'm quick to squabble up, yeah bitch
You know there ain't no ho in me
Disturb the peace, unleash the beast
And ain't no one controllin' me
[Verse 3]
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold (Mothafucka)
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold
[Verse 4]
Pedal to the metal, bitch, I'm livin' fast
Fuck all of the fame, bitch, I want the cash
Fuck a hunnid bands, I need millions
Etch my name in stone, or etch my name in sand
Do this for the fans, that's why I'm the man of the house
I'ma grab a girl that give a damn 'bout a drought
Don't feel bad buyin' jewelry for some land in the house
Don't give a fuck what type of hole I'm in, I plan to get out
Everybody goal, out here, to win, but who livin' it now?
Make sure you run it up, and fuck who talkin' you down
I'ma turn my pain into gold, be the best in my town
And next is the globe, I'm not playin' around
[Verse 5]
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Let's get it, let's get it, let's go
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold (Mothafucka)
Put it on my soul (Mothafucka)
I can never fake it, bend, or fold
Written by: NaKel Allah Smith
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