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Yeah Finna buss the doors up out this bitch Its time for me to come in They ain't really finna get shit done I'm facing this shit ain't no time for running My momma had said imma star Build this shit from the bottom I played my part Tried to leave me in that dark And now you see me when shit sparking And now you see me leaning off this shit I had to pop a bar So much I went through won't forget it Still came out stronger than before Stayed solid kept my pivot And still a knock a nigga out Oh please don't get this shit here twisted I still run off with niggas bitches Free me leave this pain behind But I can't even trust the young niggas I run wit keep that nine on me (That nine) Break his spine Get that nigga back in line Demanding respect you can't talk down My niggas inspect everything around me And I was the one that was drug in the mud why these niggas ran off and forgot bout the business Only thing on my mind to get richer But these niggas been broke why the f*ck they out chasing these bitches Why them niggas closer Folks start switching up when you get richer Keep yo distance They switch they position Hit them with precision They won't see the shit commin Keep yo mind on the money Been up since sundown Still out when it's sunny Keep that Glock on my stomach For a nigga that want it And I'm steady toting rounds every time I come in Buss the doors up out this bitch Its time for me to come in They ain't really finna get shit done I'm facing this shit ain't no time for running My momma had said imma star Build this shit from the bottom I played my part Tried to leave me in that dark And now you see me when shit sparking And now you see me leaning off this shit I had to pop a bar So much I went through won't forget it Still came out stronger than before Stayed solid kept my pivot And still a knock a nigga out Oh please don't get this shit here twisted I still run off with niggas bitches I always stick to my decision Fingers hurting, Palms itching Been down but I'm getting back in it My patna still facing that sentence My nigga ain't really been home in a minute Been calling my phone just want me to listen Say the world out here really ain't too different Ain't much to changed but I still damn miss him He still tell me to keep a pistol And up the score if they come at you Ain't no way you resolve the issues When time to answer come through Blasting Finna be a young rich bastard They know I'm comming I'm on they asses Hating the feeling they see me passing Chasing a million that's my passion They won't see the shit commin Keep yo mind on the money Been up since sundown Still out when it's sunny Keep that Glock on my stomach For a nigga that want it And I'm steady toting rounds every time I come in Buss the doors up out this bitch Its time for me to come in They ain't really finna get shit done I'm facing this shit ain't no time for running My momma had said imma star Build this shit from the bottom I played my part Tried to leave me in that dark And now you see me when shit sparking And now you see me leaning off this shit I had to pop a bar So much I went through won't forget it Still came out stronger than before Stayed solid kept my pivot And still a knock a nigga out Oh please don't get this shit here twisted I still run off with niggas bitches I always stick to my decision Fingers hurting, Palms itching
Sanatçı: R.H.Y.6
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