Bentley Prt 2

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Ride in a Bentley
Ride in a Bentley (ride)
Thirty years to come you'll see me with a pot belly (a big belly)
I ain't gon' fuck around get locked up like R Kelly
You fuck around I spin around i wet you up like melly
Gone are the days I couldn't sleep for days
Anytime I close my eyes I see my daddy's face
Reminding me that life is something like a rat race
You can't walk around living life without grace
It's sad as you age but until the last page
Live life to the fullest not to an average
I used to wrap my daddy up with a bandage
Now I'm writing lyrics performing on a rap stage
Dabia na me ka kyer3 me niggas s3 we will make it (dabia)
Life's a game tu wo bu ase like Benteke
Any chance you get from there you make sure that you take it
I'm ready to sign a deal that will make me half a ticket (or one mill)
About my nigga Reynolds I couldn't even wipe my eye (RIP)
I guess it's just a lesson to show me time flies (time fly)
I guess it's just a lesson to show me people die (uh!)
I take and puff my weed up blow the smoke in the sky
I go to bed and wake up without a lullaby
My shawty and I broke up she didn't say goodbye
She realized that she fucked up she's tryna send me hi
Then I called karma and I gave him a high five
Still working for the pass
Im dribbling like I'm Xavi
Passing like Fabregas
I'm spitting like Yo Gotti
You can C M bars (CMG)
Shout outs to big sister she helped me fill my gas
Riding for my family praying we all last
Riding for my family praying we all rise in the morning (riding)
With food on the table we'll eat rice
No dining with no enemies yea we cut ties
For real we cut ties
Big ups to anyone supporting me in anyway
I really appreciate it for real



Credits
Writer(s): Travi$ Wonda
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