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•3 months ago
cotty gang where my bros at 3x where my bros at3x I'm repping Cotty Gang, we the illest in the game we bring fucking heat and ficking flames We stay traping, never stopping, always on the trap Haters talking shit but they ain't got shit We stacking paper loving life like a dream Cotty Gang, we the boss , ruling over the trap We stay true to the block always switching up our fly We stay on top, always going the extra miles We came from the bottom, now we flying high Cotty Gang, we the ones you can't deny We stay hungry for success, never backing down We the ones wearing the crown, running the town We keep it real, always staying true to the game Cotty Gang, we the ones with the fame We stay grinding, never slowing down Cotty Gang, we the ones wearing the crown I'm on the trap street, moving that heat Stacking up my paper, dodging police Hustle never stops, gotta grind for the feast In the concrete jungle, where the strong survive, at least Got my eyes on the prize, ain't no time to sleep Gotta stay sharp, watch my back on these streets Every move calculated, ain't no room for defeat I'm a hustler by nature, gotta eat or be beat On the trap street, where the money talks loud Gotta watch your step, or you'll be in a shroud No room for mistakes, gotta stay proud In this game of life, only the strong will be allowed I'm a product of my environment, a product of the streets Gotta stay on my toes, can't afford to be weak On the trap street, where the struggle runs deep But I'll keep pushing forward, till I reach my peak
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cotty gang where my bros at 3x where my bros at3x I'm repping Cotty Gang, we the illest in the game we bring fucking heat and ficking flames We stay traping, never stopping, always on the trap Haters talking shit but they ain't got shit We stacking paper loving life like a dream Cotty Gang, we the boss , ruling over the trap We stay true to the block always switching up our fly We stay on top, always going the extra miles We came from the bottom, now we flying high Cotty Gang, we the ones you can't deny We stay hungry for success, never backing down We the ones wearing the crown, running the town We keep it real, always staying true to the game Cotty Gang, we the ones with the fame We stay grinding, never slowing down Cotty Gang, we the ones wearing the crown I'm on the trap street, moving that heat Stacking up my paper, dodging police Hustle never stops, gotta grind for the feast In the concrete jungle, where the strong survive, at least Got my eyes on the prize, ain't no time to sleep Gotta stay sharp, watch my back on these streets Every move calculated, ain't no room for defeat I'm a hustler by nature, gotta eat or be beat On the trap street, where the money talks loud Gotta watch your step, or you'll be in a shroud No room for mistakes, gotta stay proud In this game of life, only the strong will be allowed I'm a product of my environment, a product of the streets Gotta stay on my toes, can't afford to be weak On the trap street, where the struggle runs deep But I'll keep pushing forward, till I reach my peak
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