Текст песни recipe (open) - 74Deuce
If
ain
about
no
money
nigga
miss
me
witt
I
cant
pay
no
bills
w
miscellaneous
ass
memories
Tryna
be
so
real
Dey
almost
killed
a
nigga
Prolly
wouldn't
have
made
it
out
Dat
bitch
ain
Have
my
Lemon
squeeze
How
it
Feel
ta
kno
use
less
Everyday
Dey
call
Fa
me
But
Dont
Get
Dis
shii
confusion
Wont
call
me
ion
Got
no
Lean
Niggas
scared
to
be
apart
a
team
Guz
Deyon
Got
no
cheese
Ion
wan
be
on
no
team
still
Fukked
up
Dey
abandoned
me
Dissin
me
on
twitter
Damn
i
thought
u
was
my
Family
Niggas
cut
me
out
when
Dey
shouldve
Gave
me
Da
recipe
Nigga
say
Dey
want
Da
best
Fa
me
but
Dey
want
Less
Fa
me
Bumped
into
my
old
plug
slimed
Da
nigga
took
Da
recipe
Niggas
act
Like
ion
Get
up
every
Day
n
try
Niggas
wake
up
every
day
broke
af
n
Dey
cry
Gotta
put
in
work
u
cant
juss
put
Hands
to
Da
sky
Was
sellin
nyquil
wen
i
was
in
brush
tryna
Get
by
Wen
i
Fell
off
on
GD
Bos
i
never
went
n
sold
my
Fye
Befo
i
ask
a
nigga
Help
me
Goin
strikin
broad
Daylight
Ion
wanna
be
around
no
nigga
thinkin
Dis
shit
Light
Yayo
arm
broke
inna
cast
Dat
nigga
still
pulled
up
to
Fight
Dolo
i
went
Grabbed
Da
pints
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