Hit After Hit

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MKE Quan & MKE Phillway

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I can't stop, how I'm comin
Need it all, every penny
How it be when you really from nothin'

F*ck stuntin', I'm tryna run me some money
Can't let him see how I'm doin' it
Ain't a fool or a dummy
But when it's time, I bet I talk with them hunnids

Gone always handle my thang
Whether it's two or a dozen
Tracy bitches spend the lowest
Want the most and be ugly

Went to the plug, said
If you got it like you say
Nigga, throw it
Went to the hood the other day

Said, I'm out plans, tryna own it
Make it hits after hits
How I'm gon' get rich
I'm sellin' this after this

Doin' this after this
Ask my conscience
It's gon' tell you that it is what it is
Give a f*ck bout nothin'

Just wanna live to see them M's
K stand for kill
Nigga, E for everything
Tryna find a way to reach out

To the man in Medellin
What you want
We sellin' things
Real nigga, yeah

They see it in me in everything
I'm just rockstar racin
Hearin' all the doubt
They say we might not make it

They do not sound patient
I been on my craft
Standin' on they faces
Nigga, most gon' hate it

But they all gon' take it
I'm a boss
Problem with the spendin
Buyin' shit like

F*ck the cost
Nowhere near the richest
Lettin' you know that I got flaws
If any of my people

Ain't no way I ain't involved
F*ck the ups and dodge da
Laws' forever locked in
With my dawgs

Me and him
Two different worlds
They won't believe we hit it off
Move it all and get it off

Twenty-three without no charge
I done let this bitch blow
But then again
I wasn't involved

Can never tell you all I saw
I'm just chillin'
Makin' hits after hits
How I'm gon' get rich

I'm sellin' this after this
Doin' this after this
Ask my conscience
It's gon' tell you that it is

What it is
Give a f*ck bout nothin'
Just wanna live to see them M's
Fucked her good

And gave her back to dog
He would want her
Learned the ones who talk the most
The one gets stood over

Young as hell
First time when it bought me
A moncler
Had a job

And all this shit a hustle
I don't care
They can't stop me
Boy, I swear

How I do this shit so well
How I rap for real
While packin' drugs
And still ain't been to jail

But honestly
I did some shit
I know I died
Gon' go to hell

Glad I ain't put my trust in dog
I know when time his ass gon' sell
F*ck bout nothin'

Just want to live and count my bands
Boy talkin out his neck
Leave the pussy where he stand
Put some instruments on his ass
Like I'm tryna start a band

I sell they ass a dream
Before I let them count my hand
Learned to read people in the hood
I know they serious when they playin

Everybody I came up with
Is either dead or in the can
Now, you understand my stance
Tryna get my pape low

Bruh, I ain't tryna be the man
This shit all part of the plan
Making hits after hits
How I'm gon' get rich

I'm sellin' this after this
Doin' this after this
Ask my conscience
It's gon' tell you that it is

What it is
Give a f*ck bout nothin'
Just wanna live to see them M's

F*ck bout none just wanna live to see them Ms, give a f*ck bout none just wanna live to see them Ms
F*ck bout none just wanna live to see them M's give a f*ck bout none just wanna live to see them Ms

Making hits after hits
How I'm gone get rich
I'm sellin this after this
Doin' this after this
Ask my conscious its
Gon' tell you that it is what it is
Give a f*ck bout nothin', just wanna let her see them M's

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