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Why you hit my line You don't wanna pay price Wasn't there time to chip in Still tryna get a slice Y'all can have what's left Damn I'm too nice Y'all can have what's left damn I'm too nice I ain't stoppin' til I get it Can't just say I tried I don't see no limit Headed for the sky They tryna put us out Damn they must fried They tryna put us out Damn they must fried Need at least a band for a feature And that's being modest Some would say I'm humble Inside I know I'm the hottest Make the money come Shorty lookin like a goddess Some don't wanna see you doin well Dumbies on that block shit I stay dodgin' lames like it really ain't no thang 20 missed calls ain't even hear the shit rang Sayin I ain't shit bet your bitch don't feel the same I'm too busy gettin to it you still broke that's a shame Got it out the mud, addies and the crud Came along way from the days I had to jug Baddy top me off your bitch left you for a stud And he say he goin off, but he really just a dud Y'all just some scrubs like a loofa Ain't in to sharing, naw I need that shit Exclusive Always had the drive while you chillin in neutral Finally got some traction Be the one to make it happen Now they tryna get a fraction Thats why I wonder Why you hit my line You don't wanna pay price Wasn't there time to chip in Still tryna get a slice Y'all can have what's left Damn I'm too nice Y'all can have what's left damn I'm too nice I ain't stoppin' til I get it Can't just say I tried I don't see no limit Headed for the sky They tryna put us out Damn they must fried They tryna put us out Damn they must fried Woodies on me cost a bow I ain't got shit for the low Come and get it for the high Proed up with my guy Nine on me Matthew Stafford Bout my cheese like the packers Roll on me like some casters Got that loud like a master Blowin' gas no syphon Waiting on my fruit ripen Don't understand shit y'all hyping Your mans ain't rich he just swipin' Run it up like some kicks look I'ma sip this tea look Less its bout some blue strips Ain't got shit to do wit me look All about a check F*ck being verified All my shit legit Yeah I just hadda clarify Left em on read Tryna get some for the free ball I see your ass in public Actin like I ain't see y'all Who you think I am Careful who you callin' fam Turn ya to a wolf when you tryna get the lamb Chopping off the excess If it ain't about the ups Then it don't fit on my checklist And you still ain't get the message like Why you hit my line You don't wanna pay price Wasn't there time to chip in Still tryna get a slice Y'all can have what's left Damn I'm too nice Y'all can have what's left damn I'm too nice I ain't stoppin' til I get it Can't just say I tried I don't see no limit Headed for the sky They tryna put us out Damn they must fried They tryna put us out Damn they must fried
Sanatçı: Gage Lane
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