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Yung Boog

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I'm feeling good, about to cop me a vehicle
Money on me, Cartiers you ain't seeing through
And the roof lift when I see 'em all
If money didn't make the world go round
Then niggas would never know how to hustle
Get the mop, I'm dripping, I leave a puddle
On our Super Bowl shit, we be in a huddle
Uh
Basketball court, pass the rock to me
We ain't taking apologies
Down on my ass and ain't nobody help, it's crazy
I thought you was all for me
I'm foreseeing the shit that I want, and the shit that I need
But what do you bring?
To the table cause I know if you rockin' with me then you got to fit on the team
Run it up, run it up
Never gone walk
These niggas be yapping, I don't want to talk
Lot of cold nights I was pacing down the block
You don't want to know what I thought
Thoughts in my head
They keep trying to put a young nigga down
Put him in the ground
Youngest in the town really doing it
I'm still going strong, though I'm new to this
Anyways, how you doing?
I pulled up on you, but I ain't think you seen me though
So I just played it cool
I put on some music and turned up the radio
Don't really know if you feel me though
Don't really matter cause she ain't material
But I could tell that all these hoes wearing masks
They something like Rey Mysterio
F*ck all these hoes now I'm back on my shit
I know that they hope I'm gone miss
I'm only trying to get rich to take care of us
My wrist look like I took a piss
And when I dive in that water I swim with the sharks, they viscous
Claiming they real, the energy malicious
Bird brain man I swear you was a dodo
Cropped out like a photo
Tell me when you see my face
Do you see a young nigga that's ready to chase everything he want?
And you know he gone do it
The fruits of my labor, yea I got to taste
They all be telling me, "bro you gone make it"
Power up I feel super saiyan
I won't stop, trying to own an estate bitch
First place shit
Making no more statements
And they don't want to know what I seen
I'm high in the clouds feel like I'm in a dream
Promise ima put on for the team
The niggas that's hating could never compete
They don't want to know what I seen
I'm high in the clouds feel like I'm in a dream
Promise ima put on for the team
The niggas that's hating could never compete
I'm feeling good, about to cop me a vehicle
Money on me, Cartiers you ain't seeing through
And the roof lift when I see 'em all
If money didn't make the world go round
Then niggas would never know how to hustle
Get the mop, I'm dripping, I leave a puddle
On our Super Bowl shit, we be in a huddle
Uh
Basketball court, pass the rock to me
We ain't taking apologies
Down on my ass and ain't nobody help, it's crazy
I thought you was all for me
I'm foreseeing the shit that I want, and the shit that I need
But what do you bring?
To the table cause I know if you rockin' with me then you got to fit on the team
You got to play the game right
Know it's some people got left in the past
It's a drag
Say that you love me, but you don't mean that
Fly like a pilot so she on my body
Niggas be snakes so I'm watching my circle, but I ain't no dirty
Why you trying to line me?
Thought we was close, but I'm seeing we not
So I cut off that bond and I leave it behind me
Why you get mad?
I just keep it a hundred
Thought you was flipping the way you was fronting
Flipped over the mattress to keep it on point
Counting this paper, she only do joints
I'm finna get it, can't settle for losing
I don't like how they picking and choosing
Ima laugh at the shit I don't care about
And forever I'm thuggin' it through the clouds

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