Give Me Space

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Cnote Savage

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Back back, give me space
I can't see you hoes dollar signs in my face
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjiS
Heavy in my pants so my pockets never empty
Back back, give me space
What you miggas doing, being broke in the way
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjis
My nigga I'm not friendly I suggest you don't tempt me

I'm Cnote Lil Savage, with a swag above-average 
I'm addicted to a green piece of paper, I Gotta Have It
That vegetable money, I get cabbage with my salary
Yeah I Thug  hourly, burn herbs light calories
Club niggas are cowardly, with mugs they shower me
On them Drugs, thinking they can probably overpower me
I don't need no Choppa, the semi take them out early
Call it Doctor mess when it opens a ches for surgery
Your life will be An emergency,, suggest you don't erk me
Midwest best I'm sorry if you, disagree
Now hurry out the place, if she don't kiss below the waist
Then tell her skery out my face, because she's not my taste
I know Some people that'll spray, then quickly do the race
Gotta calculate, the risk, for every chance that I take
Keep the Product all on me, bus a jug in any place
Keep the profit all on me I don't even trust a safe

Back back, give me space
I can't see you hoes dollar signs in my face
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjiS
Heavy in my pants so my pockets never empty
Back back, give me space
What you miggas doing, being broke in the way
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjis
My nigga I'm not friendly I suggest you don't tempt me

I'm so street so concreat, linoleum asphalt
Stash the cash in a shoe box turn that bitch to a bank vault
All about a dollar because I know that them franks talk
Get rich with me or for me, don't know what you thought
All. my miggas on the side of me, been that way since Tiny Tots
You didn't want to ride now you're behind chasing the exhaust
These niggas talk a lot, how they had it on lock
Just called them deadbolts, cuz these niggas dead broke

All this bread on the dam Flow, we just count like a half loaf
Come with exact cash, and get what you ask for
Since a juvenile, I stuck to the street code
Life is a game, without resets or cheat codes
When it comes to stacking Pros, I'm far from a amateur
I was brought up with Hustlers, scammers brought me on the road
i'm moving too fast, don't want to live slow
Ain't no holding me up, when I got places to go

Back back, give me space
I can't see you hoes dollar signs in my face
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjiS
Heavy in my pants so my pockets never empty
Back back, give me space
What you miggas doing, being broke in the way
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjis
My nigga I'm not friendly I suggest you don't tempt me

Back back, give me space
I can't see you hoes dollar signs in my face
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjiS
Heavy in my pants so my pockets never empty
Back back, give me space
What you miggas doing, being broke in the way
I'm counting all these twenties, fifties and these benjis
My nigga I'm not friendly I suggest you don't tempt me

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