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Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy Told my momma keep her head up, I won't let up My city needing me to step up, gettin fed up Broke niggas love to pop off, get your bread up Missed calls from my old bitch, I don't sweat her Im just really scared to go broke At 16 a nigga had to sell Dope I wanted cuban links and a gold rope Cause people love it when you shine, when you down they go ghost yeah Fast Forward, now a nigga cashin' went up Copped chains now this bitches trynna back it up Put that potato on the tip don't let me mosh it up I want the rari but that shit just wasn't fast enough See I love it when the squad paid up fuck a paycut Always on the road but a nigga keep his fade up My hoes barely wearin make up but they made up Never graduated cops come than we play dumb Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy I just wanna chill with my bitch count my bread First I dropped the DOA, now they really want me dead See cuzzi doesn't hate I just do me instead Ya'll should follow my steps (yeah) till y'all niggas get left Man it's been a long time since I seen the city I've been outta town Makin' plays, catchin' k's, never outta bounds Tried to tell'em they never listened That's just how it goes Got a cellar in my crib where the dead bodies go The wrong words can be detrimental I've been negotiating deals so I never settle I got keys from OGs who be down in Flemo And you still rocking fake chains I must've missed the memo You wanna shoot, well I got the treatment and the pieces Momma told I should pray more I need a reason I've been in the trap all day schemin' I've been in the trap all day schemin' Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy Why you boys love to pree me, love to pree me Waste man wanna be me, when you see me And your ting call me habibi, she my baby Love how I keep it greezy, this shit is easy
Writer(s): Michael Kenneth Lantz, Jahmarie Wishart Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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