Larry Valley - 20k

Going ghost on a hoe bitch u make me go broke
I need it all like a hoarder
The way me a Kyle going in on the track
Its finna blow like a mortar
When we do all that freaky stuff she said I can’t record her. What u think that i look like a reporter
She said you remind of me dom
It’s cuz I’m a SoCal stud & dressed in the bape. In my city they treat me like I’m wearing a cape. I’m an addict addicted to cake
My flow
Make her wanna choose up
It’s Larry Valley I’m going up like the pent house.
His spouse wanna be wit me
Lil lady my time ain’t free
She wanna roll in the coupe
Pillow talkin she said her man a washed up rapper and be thinkin he snoop No new cars only vintage I I hop In. Going hard I told my bae I ain’t stopping
I fear no man with all the evil in this land
God got me he keep me in his hand
Lil baby got back. You couldn’t handle that

She wanna blow a couple hundred at the mall
Calculated steps keep my money tall
20k tucked away in case I needa break away
From all this pressure and this She wanna blow a couple hundred at the mall
Calculated steps keep my money tall 20k tucked away in case I needa break away
From all this pressure and this pain
Get the fuck out my face
You never been in my place starving looking like I’m sick
Skinny not from the 9 the girl sitting next to me a dime

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