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I know I ain't worried, I ain't stressin' 'bout no money I do shit for niggas and they act like they don't love me When I turn my head, be the same niggas slug me Love when Steve got it 'cause I know that boy like Curry Shoot somethin' How you 'round me always broke, don't wanna do nothin'? And I watched you sell your pole for like two hundred And that's a cluck move Plenty nights it was me and you, I was screaming fuck you And I grew up 'round them youngins, I said fuck school Only me and you was trappin', we had much room And I was zoned off them perkies, you off mushrooms And I told 'em if they touch you they in trouble Ain't no city like Chicago 'cause we home of them gangsters Rob everything that move, we was pullin' them capers I'm talking dice games When bro 'nem opened up the trap, I seen them hypes came My two hoes stay with some strap, it's a dyke thing Got a hundred on my neck Hundred on my wrist, Audemar, no Patek Came from the bottom, yeah I felt the neglect Juvenile nigga, I was desperate for sex I know I ain't worried, I ain't stressin' 'bout no money I do shit for niggas and they act like they don't love me When I turn my head, be the same niggas slug me Love when Steve got it 'cause I know that boy like Curry Shoot somethin' How you 'round me always broke, don't wanna do nothin'? And I watched you sell your pole for like two hundred And that's a cluck move Plenty nights it was me and you, I was screaming fuck you She was VHS, rockin' VVS's Steady catchin' blessings, I don't get rejected Homicides got worser, body count went up Can't ride around regular, car tinted up The way this fifty blowin' you would think it was ten of us I talked to Lauren and jail call in the Bentley truck Heard that rumor I got shot and I got hemmed up Even though I'm ten toes, won't give near' fucks Hoodie on, skully on, mob Corleone And they couldn't find a witness, Vaughn gon' be home He ain't wanna keep attendance 'cause his days was long Came from nothing, who'd of thought what we'd get paid for shows? I know I ain't worried, I ain't stressin' 'bout no money I do shit for niggas and they act like they don't love me When I turn my head, be the same niggas slug me Love when Steve got it 'cause I know that boy like Curry Shoot somethin' How you 'round me always broke, don't wanna do nothin'? And I watched you sell your pole for like two hundred And that's a cluck move Plenty nights it was me and you, I was screaming fuck you
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Dwan Lecurtis Jaquan Avery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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