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B*larry

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I’ma talk my shit
I’ma talk my shit
I’m back again
Blowin’ in the wind
I got some twins
‘Bout to hit the pent, house
Ain’t takin’ no loss
Already paid a cost
Swish
Like a n***a hit
Lottery
‘Bout to spend (Yeah)
Chasing Guap, my religion
Ain’t getting no money
You don’t get me
Loads
Of clothes
Bank roll don’t fold
Peso want more
I was caged, let go
Now I’m on a stage, let’s go
Outta state hit tha road (Yeah)
You wanna hop in pay a toll
You ain’t put in on this roach
So don’t be askin’ to smoke
I’ma ride the beat like it was stollen
Aderall wanna sponsor me cause I’m so focused
Ya shawty Rubin’ on me, no lotion (Yeah)
I’m that nigga til I die
My frequency It’s a vibe
Imma ride (Yeah)
4 my guys (Yeah)
I see the light (Yeah)
It’s iight (Yeah)
Ego so high like a eagle
I see fake n****s like I was looking, through peep hole
Can’t stand the evil
No
Can’t stand the evil
No
I’ma sip my cup to take the pain away
N***a tryna soak up all my energy
Talking like my bro but you ain’t kin to me
Ain’t got time for that shit boy, not today
I’ma talk my shit
I’ma talk my shit
I’m back again
Blowin’ in the wind
I got some twins
‘Bout to hit the pent, house
Ain’t takin’ no loss
Already paid a cost
Swish
Like a n***a hit
Lottery
‘Bout to spend (Yeah)
Chasing Guap, my religion (Yeah)
Ain’t getting no money
You don’t get me
You don’t get me
You ain’t really bout dough
You ain’t really got goals
So you hatin’ onna real n***a (Yeah)
I was destined just the get the figures
I cook it up while I’m smokin’ a philly
I ain’t eatin’ piccadilly
I’ma get it cause I’m willin’
Reasons why I got a million
I’m just run up them digits
While you still scrapin’ up pennies
Lord forgive for my sinnin’
Your bitch walked by she got to grinnin’
You would think that I was pimpin’
The way that I walk and how I jus be dippin’
(Yeah)
And when ya talk about cash I’m with it (Yeah)
They be lookin’ at a n***a like I am a menace
Far from that but I ain’t worried bout n****s
Cause imma turn up either way
F*ck boy can get out my face
hatin’ ass shit a disgrace
That why when I wake up i pray
Cause it can all end today, playa
The shootin' like fouls and flagrants
Yeah, woah
But I swears on moms I’m makin’ it
Yeah, woah
Til they come and try to take me (Yeah)

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