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      Suicide (feat. Ab-Liva)

      Suicide (feat. Ab-Liva)

      Pusha T

      Album: My Name Is My Name

      Pusha T - Suicide (feat. Ab-Liva) Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      [Intro: Pharrell]
      I just ordered one my nigga
      
      [Verse 1: Pusha T]
      I’m still a snow mover, blow harder than tuba
      Designated shooters, turn weed to [?]
      Condo in Atlanta, money counters like the Nasdaq
      In that glass back, the motor is the ass crack
      I’m still feeding divas like I feed the meter
      Holy father to em, I ain’t talking Jesus neither
      Balance on the scale, I ain’t a Libra either
      I’m just a name and number with the means to reach ya
      Grim Reaper, him cheaper, him [?]
      His army, MCM or gym sneakers
      You knowin that hymn better, he been preaching
      You motherfuckers is bloodsuckers you been leeching
      Been baller, been Jacob, been dealer
      Been realer, pound sign, been trilla
      All killer, no filler, been iller
      Fraud niggas you zoolander, Ben Stiller
      
      [Hook]
      When it comes to shooters my niggas is trained to go
      And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes
      35 hundred, just point give them a name
      They back flipping niggas, that go for rappers the same
      You don't know me nigga, fuck out my way
      
      [Verse 2: Pusha T]
      Between renter and a homeowner
      Hip Hop, we can cover any rolling stoner
      Louboutins I heist nigga, or that bitch Winona
      Stop comparing me to rappers cause they in their moment
      Might of crossed the name brand every blue
      But these brand names to a brand owner isn't new
      Don't make a sequel cause we share the bitch of two
      She ain't the angel that you think, she reincarnated too
      I build mine off fed time and dope lines
      You caught steam off headlines and co-signs
      Young niggas cliquing up with my rivals
      Like the bible don't burn like these bullets don't spiral
      Like I can't see the scene that you mirror in your idol
      But a pawn’s only purpose is completely suicidal
      Oh, suicide, it's a suicide
      I'm just talking to the world like it's you and I
      
      [Hook]
      
      [Verse 3: Ab-Liva]
      [?], this sweater is cashmere
      The roof is a translucent, it's nothing but glass there
      The car is a concept, what's next is my last year
      My future is bright, hot, you never can last here
      I'm top 5, listen, who hot in the past year?
      Five heartbeats and I'm feeling like Flash here
      Cause what I capture is the beast unleashed in the pastor
      Story of the sheep and the wolves I un-master
      Fifty in the liquor, unwrapped 'em
      Unpacked, powder rise and it fall like Sebastian
      Telfair, tailor-made suits hand crafted

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