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Testo Love TKO - Bankroll Freddie

Testo della canzone Love TKO (Bankroll Freddie), tratta dall'album From Trap To Rap

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Bankroll

True story, yeah, yeah, yeah

I fell in love with the dope game (Dope game), I wasn't supposed to (Nah)

But mama stressed out and bills late, so what I'm gon' do? (I gotta get it)

I hit the street headfirst, now I'm the man (The man)

And mama single mother so she doin' what she can (I got you)

Ayy, what you know 'bout comin' home, evictions on the door? (Damn)

And I ain't wanna rob, so the dope game what I chose

The money came fast and I started gettin' it in

I got addicted to the trap, and now I'm ten years in, swear that I gotta

Had to let it go (Trap, trap, trap)

Looks like another love T.K.O. (Ayy, I fell in love with the street shit)

Woah (Yeah)

Think I better let it go (But this shit made me the man I am today)

Looks like another love T.K.O. (Ayy, I'm saved by the bale for real, nigga)

Woah (On God)

I met a plug, and I was only seventeen (My migo)

He say he had the good, and he had it for the cheap (Gas)

I bought 'em for four-fifty and I sold 'em for the nine (Woo)

So every time I re-up, always double what was mine (I doubled up)

I started gettin' heavy, gettin' stupid clientele (I'm heavy)

The next thing I know, I was bustin' down bales (Bales)

I started coppin' twenty, so he front me what I buy

Got my first fifty racks and threw them bitches to the sky (To the sky)

(Gotta let it go), but ain't no stoppin'

I was makin' 10K a week, and nigga, it's profit (Racks)

I started to expand and I started gettin' bigger (Woo)

Started fuckin' with this nigga named Six-Nine up in Memphis

Big fat nigga, man, the boy was movin' pounds (Pounds)

He had a big cousin and the boy was gettin' down (Gettin')

He scored a hundred pounds, man, each and every week

I thought that boy was one hundred 'til he sent me with police (Rat)

Had to let it go (Money Makin' Bank, ooh, girl, there goes Freddie)

Looks like another love T.K.O. (Ayy, Bankroll, ayy, Bankroll)

Woah (Yeah)

Think I better let it go (Ayy, man, I love the game, you know, I love the hustle, know a nigga got dope)

Looks like another love T.K.O. (A nigga can leave the league, but if I leave)

Woah (Is fans still gon' love me?)

The streets don't love nobody, bro

Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Demarus Iii Gladney
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