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AceDrew - Eliminate (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
AceDrew
AceDrew
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Torres
Andrew Torres
Songwriter

Lyrics

Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving I was down with my brothers I was down when niggas wasn't Homie switched up for money should've told me he was hungry I would never leave you starving had you in my apartment Trusting niggas is the problem Trusting niggas was my problem Beef when I hit the streets watch for ops and police Other niggas trynna leech get the fuck from around me No you can sip my lean no you can hit my weed No I don't pop no xanz but I stay lit with my team Asking me whats the problem knowing everybody got em Tryna make it out the bottom told my family I got em Stay committed to your dreams don't believe everything Shit aint really what it seams cash rules everything Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Broke niggas sell you dreams your closest homie gone change Watch for whos on your team niggas aint who they seem Thats why I got problems with trust Thats why theres not many I love Went from pennies to the bucks Watch my closest switch up I promise that I wont change I hope you sticking to the same Eliminating everything but I gotta maintain Box em out the frame Don't stare at my gang My hittas holding thangs Youngin run you out your chain Killas would run in your house Put a gun in your mouth until ya dad pop out I get the money I get the money you could bet that im strapped up now I fuck with them drillers them niggas that don't feel ya Them dread heads that trap down south You run up on me you better have love Or you'll get clapped up BLOWH Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving Eliminate everything moving
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