paid lee ain't shit changed (feat. $hmop) şarkı sözleri

Grandma tryna make a way for a nigga, and I love her, it's gon' always be the same Bookie did it, that's what all the siblings say, but it's gravy because I love them all the same When in doubt, they always counting me out, but I'm a man, so you can tell me in my face Niggas yappin', jaw straight flapping , real dudes, that'll put you in your place I'm dashin' to the check, while I'm rollin' in my six-speed Nigga out of line, ratatouille get him Swiss cheese Rollin' through the biggest lil' city, slappin' King Jack I just lost my nigga, and I'm prayin' that he make it back Gotta live, gotta shine for my niggas, gotta finish where we started Gotta grind for my niggas' huh Rollin' cookie up, prayin' for them better days Always keep a couple bands tucked, for them rainy days Smokin' like a rasta, reminiscing on the past Sippin' on that syrup, but I swear my life moving fast All I got is family, and that's all I know PAID LEE, that's my cousin, and for him, I'll let it blow If I'm up, then my whole family eatin' too Stunnin' on my ex-bitch, and now her friend wanna choose F*ck is you My nigga, I'm just gettin' loot Runnin' out of patience, but I know my time is comin' soon Grandma tryna make a way for a nigga, and I love her, it's gon' always be the same Bookie did it, that's what all the siblings say, but it's gravy because I love them all the same When in doubt, they always counting me out, but I'm a man, so you can tell me in my face Niggas yappin', jaw straight flapping , real dudes, that'll put you in your place No money, no plans, I had to get it right 19, livin' young, on the couch is where I sleep at night goddamn Bein' broke, turned a toddler to a strong man F*ck the hand-me-downs, mama, I just want my own pants Makin' plays out of nothing Hangin' with the felons, them niggas preachin' me somethin' About how to be a rider Do it for the fam, and always be a provider City streets mean, now my heart full of ice It's a price to the life, when rappers pick up the mic Grandma tryna tell me, boy, slow down on the meds But when you feelin' how I'm feelin', shit'll go to your head I laugh when niggas doubt me, two fingers, then I'm out Yes I'm workin' for the Audi, you my witness Had to go and get it, it's a cold world we livin' All I know is sinnin' Chubby little baby, couldn't keep him out my kitchen Grandma tryna make a way for a nigga, and I love her, it's gon' always be the same Bookie did it, that's what all the siblings say, but it's gravy because I love them all the same When in doubt, they always counting me out, but I'm a man, so you can tell me in my face Niggas yappin', jaw straight flapping , real dudes, that'll put you in your place
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