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Still in the mix young nigga be balling Know I'm the shit I do say it often Till I'm off a hundred and fifty, you get me Ok dress good, smoke right, run the money up You know what they say, too much of it isnever enough Squad lit, look at y'all, y'all ain't cool enough Say you boss, I dont' know that ain't true enough I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets And I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, I got my foot up on their neck I demand respect I demand that cheque, that's just how it is Baller alert, baller alert All of this shit I get I deserve I know you hurt, 'cause you hit it first Now she fuck with me thinking she might get a purse Don't take it personal, what is she 'posed to do, I mean That hoe follow me back 'cause I follow my purpose Now you got curved take it as learning No compromising 'cause I know my worth Thumbing it, thumbing it, thumbing it, thumbing the paper Until I pass out, then waking up at two like damn I gotta recount it My baby calling my phone but I got it on silent, yeah Baby I gotta go get 'em, I got us I promise My whole life I waited, nigga this rap shit saved me I'm trynna get rich like baby Yeah, I'm on some fuck you pay me Dress good, smoke right, run the money up You know what they say, too much of it is never enough Squad lit, look at y'all, y'all ain't cool enough Say you boss I don't know that ain't true enough I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets And I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, got my foot up on their neck I demand respect I demand that cheque, that's just how it is Don't worry I got 'em, I came from the bottom Demanding respect and I'm taking your dollars, yeah But I just came for the dollas, and I can't get it without ya So sick and tired of vultures, niggas ain't in it for culture They asking what's in it for me, but really I'm in it for me So I can feed the family and be a better me I don't need a salary I just need a thousand beats So high up that I don't feel the gravity, in they mouth like cavities There's a reason, it's our season, can't you tell we got the streets (We the motherfucking goverment) Got it on lock tho your shawty got lock jaw (yeah, I'm loving it) I came in flow brazy, I don't rockfuggazi Yeah, I, kick push lupe Lane switch, couple Switch it up, bruce wayne Kill the game, no brain Dress good, smoke right, run the money up You know what they say, too much of it is never enough Squad lit, look at y'all, y'all ain't cool enough Say you boss, I dont' know that ain't true enough I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets And I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, got my foot up on their neck I demand respect I demand that cheque, that's just how it is Baller alert, baller alert Ain't got a job so she work on my nerves, yeah Sipping on syrup, she was a nurse Got in my house and she ask what I earn, yeah Rocking that soda, she rocking my pole, yeah Used to be broke, but not anymore, yeah Smoking my dope I dont' fuck with the law, yeah Wanna go home, don't wanna see court, yeah That's some more with all of my niggas and all of us go They had their thing but we have it now and they know They had the lit now she wanna lick on the boy, yeah My niggas deep, we do not rest on you boys, yeah My whole life I waited, nigga this rap shit saved me Yeah, I'm trynna get rich like baby I'm on that fuck you pay me Dress good, smoke right, run the money up You know what they say, too much of it is never enough Squad lit, look at y'all, y'all ain't cool enough Say you boss, I dont' know that ain't true enough I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets And I, I don't mean to stunt I don't mean to flex But I work too hard and that's just how it gets I, got my foot up on their neck I demand respect I demand that cheque that's just how it is
Writer(s): Lehlogonolo Mataboge,, Nhlawulo Mashimbyi,, Odirile Halefose,, Danisa Baloyi,, Thapelo Maimela, Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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