Lyrics Denver - LGN
Tryna
find
your
identity
in
this
game
my
nigga
gotta
be
hard
Well
I
can't
relate
to
that
my
nigga
you
already
know
imma
star
If
sing
it
or
rap
it
we
already
know
gone
fuck
with
the
bars
Like
I'm
Matt
Damon
just
call
me
the
Martian
my
nigga
we
headed
for
Mars
I
need
them
to
follow
I
need
them
to
follow
She
know
imma
eat
it
I
want
her
to
swallow
I
got
money
comin
in
like
a
lotto
I
got
the
cookies
and
cream
like
mullato
I
got
I
got
I
got
Poetic
justice
and
Royalty
up
this
bottle
If
ya
girl
poured
it
up
and
she
drank
it
It
still
wouldn't
make
her
a
model
But
just
like
I
said
in
the
last
one
Im
not
that
conceited
I
got
hella
Clips
in
my
Arsenal
They
all
Hollowed
and
heated
Just
tell
ya
Hitman
to
come
holla
at
me
I'll
send
'em
to
pieces
Makin'
niggas
go
study
for
5 years
PhD
with
a
thesis
I
really
be
feelin
like
Roddy
my
nigga
I
don't
wanna
die
young
I
run
up
these
beat
like
I'm
50
in
Instagram
comments
don't
hold
my
tongue
I
don't
wanna
steal
the
flow
man,
but
this
shit
a
keeper
Keep
it
over
100
we
runnin'
a
fever
Burn
up
the
track
like
it's
400
meters
I
run
up
a
beat
and
that
shit
catchin
fire
Call
my
nigga
at
Weiss
get
a
case
of
wine
Took
her
shopping
on
Bloor
but
she
changed
her
mind
Told
me
take
her
home;
put
in
her
spine
I
got
hoes
asking
for
threesome
but
sis
it's
a
line
They
still
be
feenin'
and
dream
for
it
even
after
if
we
decline
She
get
to
arguing
then
we
fuck
She
get
turned
off
the
liquor
She
don't
be
herself
when
she
hungry
She
needed
a
snickers
Yeah
I
lied
my
nigga,
I'm
conceited
a
little
Hahaha
where
the
next
one
bruh
I
want
that
one
bruh
Ts...
Ts...
Ts...
Ts...
Tasquiat
My
nigga,
I
gotchu
Born
in
Atlanta;
that
zone
6
You
know
what
they
call
it
I
came
from
middle
class
Capital
one
wasn't
shit
in
our
wallets
I
didn't
have
money
for
retros
Or
them
whatchmacallits
But
now
with
this
new
figure
salary
Fuck
around
and
by
Toäg
a
gallery
Smoother
than
that
nigga
Thomas
Crown
But
it's
not
an
affair
cuz
I'm
never
around
And
I
can't
find
the
pulse
on
these
dead
niggas
Tryna
pick
that
shit
up
like
a
ultrasound
Call
me
Raymond
cuz
I
stretch
her
out
No
summer
walker
She
hit
me
talmbout
she
can't
be
without
So
I
had
to
block'er
I
want
my
momma
to
know
Even
though
we
don't
talk
as
much
You
still
in
my
soul
One
of
the
reasons
I
do
this
You
gave
me
this
gift
But
y'all
already
knew
this
All
the
sacrifices
you
ever
made
I
don't
know
how
you
really
do
it
We
need
to
talk
you
be
keepin
me
same
Cuz
I
been
really
goin
through
it
Sometimes
I
be
feelin
just
like
a
plane
Cuz
niggas
be
weight
me
down
I
take
on
the
baggage
I
never
complain
They
know
I'll
never
let
'em
drown
But
I
be
drownin
on
my
own
I
would
just
never
reveal
shit
I
put
it
all
inside
the
music
My
niggga
I
want
y'all
to
feel
it
But
I
pause
the
vocals
Gotta
give
y'all
the
flow
Just
recording
inDenver
only
for
the
weekend
Keep
that
on
the
low
She
be
playin
with
roses
so
I
call
her
Andrè
But
no
love
below
Niggas
gassin
my
shit
like
accelerators
Tell
me
some
shit
ion
already
know
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