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Intro 1
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Verse 1
hoes,
not enough niggas
Too many hoes, not enough niggas
Wishin' they had money,
but they ain't got shit
Because when it's time to hustle,
they lose it
you can chill over there
Cause I ain't helpin' no motherfucker
who ain't really ridin' with me
Feel me?
Feel me?
you should be recruitin'
Pushin' forth,
Cause niggas like me end up on the
T .O .P.
Ain't got time for no niggas cryin'
Cause most of y 'all niggas really
wouldn't give my last two
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None of y 'all, cause y don't really grind
All y 'all do is shine
Y don't know what it takes
All you want is your break
But I put in work
I only put in work
Every day, every day, every day
I ain't looking for nobody
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And I pay, I pay, I pay, I pay
me something for free
Kapone and
Kevin
Lowes
And I really got to give them legs
Cause
And I just wanna say y 'all's my family
Thank you for helping me
no, nobody would
Now I'm doing my thing,
then you know he is honest
And I tell the truth,
because I represent the truth
lie on you?
cause you're motherfucking devil
And you will never ever get on my level
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So cry baby, cry baby, little bitch nigga
not enough real niggas
And if you're scared, scared,
please stay over there
moves, no crosses
And shut the shit down
And it's time to go to your town
H -Town and stay underground
bro
Talking down on
K -Prince, stealing money all the time
Thinking you are the man
cause you get a little shy
doing what you do
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Jersey
Jersey,
Jersey
Tell me why this nigga
tryna do the fuckin'
Derby
Oh my gosh,
do you think you got game?
You are lame, not the same
Not in lane, not in game
forever, forever
And I'm better, and I'm better
of the dome
And I'm doin' my thing
Cold -blooded, cold -blooded
H -Town, lovin' it
Tell me how you fuckin' feel,
how you feel
makin'
money
In the streets,
And I still got love even though I
don't fuck with you
Cause you got this shit fucked up,
now it's
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paying me I put all my money in my music
other people's throats
And you out here acting like you ain't got
no dough
wait to see you in
person
But first let's get to some kind of cursing
You will forever be tragic,
no longer fucking magic
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And I will roll through in the things
with your friends
when you had your shit right
But now, nah, you fell off, yeah
Covid came and broke your little ass off
So please stop frontin' like you
things go in a way
But you gotta stop tellin' shit to get
on your way to your thing
I'm doing it for certain
And surely
Building my skills up,
getting those deals up
Act a fool, break the rules, come on girl
Give it to me, give it to me, me and
Scott
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I'ma come through and hit you off,
Give it to me, a good man that you get
Might be out there in
February
When I come to your town,
better show me around
Hell yeah, bad bitch like you
We don't come through,
you gotta love my style
You just like fuckin' me,
So hit me up, and you want me complete
Huh, too many hoes, yeah, I don't know
ballin', ballin'
Growin', growin', growin',
All the time, on the grind
Money right, money right,
Game through, blow you off
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Outro 1
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