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Cruch Calhoun
Cruch Calhoun
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Jerae Prather
Jerae Prather
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David Brewster
David Brewster
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David Brewster
David Brewster
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Niggas looking at us sideways cause we major Came up on a brick but he had to flush that when they raided Belenciaga or Prada ain't none of my bitches basic Love it or hate it, it don't even matter I'm God's favorite Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I'm faded Fuck the block, if you trynna bet it meet me in Vegas I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing Shots fired niggas get to falling like they running from Jason She call me daddy but I'm not her dad Ain't got my cash on the backseat got a 9 Right in the trunk got a mask Run it up fast I never thought it would last Used to be stuck on the ave Trynna hit bitches that I never seen Trynna drive cars that I never had Grip in the ride Hope that I don't get pulled over I can't be sitting inside Think it's impossible give it a try 4 1/2 turn a whip to a 9 I dun lost homies that's still on my mind Some of em died Some still alive I'm trynna shine like the sun in the sky Ain't nothin like me bitch I'm one of a kind Jail calls we don't speak long Cuz doin life told me keep goin All white shells shirt Vlone Ima lay low til the heat gone Floor seats at the heat game I just want the money I don't need fame He walked 100 miles in these uptowns Risk his whole life for a bust down Niggas looking at us sideways cause we major Came up on a brick but he had to flush that when they raided Belenciaga or Prada ain't none of my bitches basic Love it or hate it, it don't even matter I'm God's favorite Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I'm faded Fuck the block, if you trynna bet it meet me in Vegas I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing Shots fired niggas get to falling like they running from Jason Plane land now I'm back home gotta Crip it close when I slide Babymomma keep coming crazy gotta put that all to the side 5 hour flight I was thinkin bout money for the whole ride 2 hour Lyft I was thinkin bout money for the whole drive Gotta ride with the real ones not the ones that's gon hide on you Pay attention to the details so it's your fault if they slide one you I can tell you cuz I been through it better cut me off when they lie to you Same ones waving hi to you rather have your mother saying bye to you I ain't playin hadda say it twice Better cut them off if they lie to you Truth hurts ima kill em with it Money first Ain't no feelings in it Stay ahead I stay prepared Even when I loss I still was winning Tell the truth and they get offended If time is money I can't spend a minute Nigga, wassup Niggas looking at us sideways cause we major Came up on a brick but he had to flush that when they raided Belenciaga or Prada ain't none of my bitches basic Love it or hate it, it don't even matter I'm God's favorite Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I'm faded Fuck the block, if you trynna bet it meet me in Vegas I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing Shots fired niggas get to falling like they running from Jason
Writer(s): David Brewster, Jerae Tyri Prather Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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