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Verified

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Verified was released on June 2, 2015 by Made-It Mafia as a part of the album B4FRVR

Song Details

Release DateJune 2, 2015

LabelMade-It Mafia

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Two-9

Performer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

The Olympics

Producer

Lyrics

Yeah

****, uh

Yeah, yeah

No verified check on Twitter, **** saying I sold out

Pussies

Uh, look

I said I woke up quick, then I pour me a drink

Then I roll me a zip, I might take your bitch

My **** been with the shits, boy watch your lip

No telling, they might trip, huh

My mind twisted like a Dutch wrap, issues, you don't want that

Promoters playing with my deposits, where my funds at?

And you don't wanna see my other side

You only used to seeing Cease, don't wanna see these other guys, uh

They gon' ride when they want, not when I say so

Managed by some OG's, I promise they don't play ho

And we ain't telling threats, you wasn't placing bets

Interscope was talking 'bout money, they want the whole set

And bitch we ride for the fam, middle fingers to Uncle Sam

I'm familiar, ask your girl who I am

Talking cash talk, heh, ****, cash talk

I said money what we got and what we came for

Treat my **** like family, they do the same though

We want the money and the cars and the chains ho

Tryna be rich forever, **** fuck the fame though

And if you see them **** twisting their fingers then that be us

Uh, uh

And if you see them **** twisting their fingers then that be us

Nah, aye (yeah)

Don't short me on my pockets, my build up

Like the first characteristic of my wallet

I can't manage broken promise, I might just live dishonest

Villainous, Doctor Doom and that fat **** on Sonic

So you better get behind it, if I sign it

Residuals come behind it, the East where you come to find 'em

Aye, the East where you come to find 'em

I'd rather be paid to pitch to the

Grave to prove that my **** don't front

You better be ready to uh, you better be ready to uh

We move in silence, when it come to this violence

No consignment, when it come to the contra-

Band, I'm billing to **** who claim they selling some remix

Uh, finessing my hood, you probably won't live to reap it

G shit for life, that's how I kick it

Two-9, that's what I'm living

The game right here don't get you tripping

Especially when you see them fingers twisting, listen

I said money what we got and what we came for

Treat my **** like family, they do the same though

We want the money and the cars and the chains ho

Tryna be rich forever, **** fuck the fame though

And if you see them **** twisting their fingers then that be us

Uh, uh

And if you see them **** twisting their fingers then that be us

Uh, yeah

Written by: The Olympics

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