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56 Bars
4,010
Hip-Hop/Rap
56 Bars was released on December 25, 2017 by #Boyz Entertainment LLC as a part of the album Ghetto Wave
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Release DateDecember 25, 2017
Label#Boyz Entertainment LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

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Music Video

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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah
At this point it ain't even no catching up, ****
You boys might as well give it up
Ta
'Cause, I'm still on my winner grind, ****
You already know what time it is with me, boy
Let's get it
[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch, I'm still on my winner grind
Be broke or get a bag, I had to make mine mine
But it wasn't overnight, I had to take my time
Fast forward to that money, I don't press rewind
Diamonds in the forty-one, bitch, I'm pressed for time
Press the button, all you **** had 'em kill or slide
First **** at the table when it's dinnertime
Team East Ghetto Boyz, we a enterprise
****, mink dragon when it's snowing out
Put my name on the flyer, bitch, it's going down
Spread the money on the table, make it go around
Used to couldn't buy the Rollie but I own it now
**** talking out his head, I tell him, tone it down
I be over ****'s heads, I gotta tone it down
Pull up to your baby mama crib and burn it down
Go to any hood with my chains out, I run the town
****, never said I was gangsta
Baby, I'm a hustler, turn words into paper
Used to sell crack and break birds into aces
Yeah, I played dumb but let a **** try to play me
Used to fly to Cali, looking for a plug daily
Ain't doing shit for free, ****, fuck you, pay me
Thought you was my dawg, then you switched up, betrayed it
Told your bitch I was staying the night then I skated
Flexing on the Gram, throw the Rollie in they faces
How you getting money but you making fake pages
Yeah, I heard about you ****'s names on them statements
I'm in Vegas on the strip, you **** wanna trade places?
Huh, in Miami in the suite
I was looking up to ****, now they looking up to me
Fell down a couple times, had to get back on my feet
Got a crib in the burbs, but I hustle on the East
White T was ten, but the Js cost a G
Belt was seven hundred, paid two hundred for the weeds
Outta town hustler, might not see me for some weeks
When I get back to the crib, e'ry thing on me
Me and Ralina sip and pouring out the P
Put it on my mama, I ain't never been sweet
Yeah, I want the high shit, ain't never been cheap
How you say you run the city but ain't never been East?
**** dead broke, they ain't never gon' eat
Bitch, I'm here to stay and I ain't never gon' leave
Hustle all night, I ain't never gon' sleep
I'm just giving free game to these ****, I don't preach
Bitch, I got saved by a bell like Screech
Dream about that money, yeah, I see it in my sleep
Yeah, I'm eating good, see the food in my teeth
Screaming, free my **** Vance till he gets back on the streets
Aye, I done seen the fiends strung out on her'
Then the same **** get to jail and run the yard
Never looked down on no man and that's law
How the fuck is you a kingpin and you don't own a car?
****, I done been down till my last couple
Ain't nobody give me shit but I ain't mad, fuck 'em
Had to focus up, buckle down and step it up
You ain't really living how you repping, get your hustle up, ****
[Verse 3]
Y'all **** know y'all can't fuck with me, ****
That shit was lice
I'm 'bout to step on the gas on these **** though
Still on my winner grind, fuck ****
Holla at me
Five thousand for a verse, ****, huh
Written by: Anthony Woodward, Peezy Peezy
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