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Yeah, tried to tell 'em
All we can do is show niggas now
Look, uh
Said I smoke good but I drink better
With my 'preme on and that blunt lit in my Bape sweater
Ridin' around in that nice weather
My bad bitch a young savage
All my niggas authentic with it
These other niggas so average, uh
My rap full of strong, pockets don't fold but I'ma need more
Got checks from promoters, got hate from
These niggas but love from these hoes
Real life nigga doin' real life shit
No time for basic bitches, need a real life chick, uh
Educatin' my niggas on how to get rich
How to make it, don't waste it, you gotta make it flip
How the fuck this nigga talkin'? He ain't made a cent
And you can tell by the gang that I'm with the shit
Bankrolls on bankrolls, I'm gettin' rich
Dutch rolls on dutch rolls, I'm gettin' lit
Niggas talkin' real crazy like I need a strap
Promise that I'll never touch it, don't know how to act
Probably be the first to catch a fuckin' case
I know this fuck nigga lyin', look me in the face
All these niggas in my section give me fuckin' space
And the blunt still hittin' like it's fuckin' laced
Money's all I want, it's all I fuckin' chase
And if you don't know well you gon' know today
Uh, 2-9 to that fuckin' grave
It's all I ever said, all I gotta say
Gettin' love from Queens all the way to the Bay
But I'm from the South, shit I rep the A
Made a lot of dough but I need more
Smoked a lot of dro but I need more
Got enough friends, I don't need more
Phone full of hoes but I need more
Got enough problems, I don't need more
Gettin' five for a show but I need more
This nigga want a little, shit we need more (We need more)
This nigga want a little, shit we need more
Bless you, go for what you know
No need to get comfortable
Understand I need some more
Man it's all a nigga know
Bless you, go for what you know
No need to get comfortable
Understand I need some more
Swear it's all a nigga know, know
Bless you, niggas see that I'm the cure in the test tube
Within doubt, load it all in your vessel
Make sure your next move be your best move
Clear the room, leave fumes in the booth, nigga
Toxic waste, the doctors can see the nonsense
I'm a rider, the man probably constant
We mobbin', we mobbin'
Understand we mobbin', we mobbin'
Control it, time after time
And it's all in my mind, my mind
It's all in my mind, is it?
Control it, control it
Control-trol-trol-trol
Control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, never let it take control
Control it, control it, control it, ha



Авторы: Ismael Abdallah Copyright: Songtrust Blvd


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