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Testo Attached - Will Ryte

Testo della canzone Attached (Will Ryte), tratta dall'album Help Yourself - EP

Get me a stack
I need a stack
Reminiscing bout the time you were snitching
And stabbing me up in the back
Run up the racks
Applying a tax
I'm on a mission I know that they switching
I wouldn't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Shawty bad yeah she doing the math
Smoking gas I cook up and relax
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Cut her off left that bitch in the past
She held me back from getting the cash
I know that this life is meant for me
Not sorry I show you no sympathy
Play with the strings like a symphony
Up now cause its meant to be
Shawty I know you the one
I don't fuck with these bitches that wanna get next to me
If I'm on the run would you ever switch up
If the cops kicked the door and arrested me
Promised that she want the best for me
If I don't die rich I won't rest in peace
Why you rolling with my enemies
Shawty promised she would never leave
Living bummy I was out on the street
Now its money if you talking to me
Yeah I've seen what you wouldn't believe
Making money is my only belief
Get me a stack
I need a stack
Reminiscing bout the time you were snitching
And stabbing me up in the back
Run up the racks
Applying a tax
I'm on a mission I know that they switching
I wouldn't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Shawty bad yeah she doing the math
Smoking gas I cook up and relax
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Cut her off left that bitch in the past
She held me back from getting the cash
I pay attention to detail
Interac's flooding my email
Lavish I'm living so upscale
Whole sale I don't pay the retail
Backroad I'm taking a detour
I get some money but need more
You mad that shawty want me more
My team blowing up like a C4
I roll it, hit it and pass
I swindle the racks
Run it up, I ain't talking no laps
Quads on me yeah we smoking the gas
New drip used to sip from the tap
Shawty know I'm going up see the stats
Gotta flip it cause it ain't gunna last
No cap yeah I just want the facts
Get me a stack
I need a stack
Reminiscing bout the time you were snitching
And stabbing me up in the back
Run up the racks
Applying a tax
I'm on a mission I know that they switching
I wouldn't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Shawty bad yeah she doing the math
Smoking gas I cook up and relax
Don't get too attached
Don't get too attached
Cut her off left that bitch in the past
She held me back from getting the cash



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Writer(s): Willis Enright
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