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Dalyn

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How you gon' talk with no money on you?
I'ma need a check every time I come through
Name another boy that's gon' lay it on you?
Tell your friends to wait outside cause
I don't want no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
No, I don't need no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
She got it all confused cause I'm sweet when we meet
You'll probably fall in love by the end of the week
You came in with your friends, but you coming home with me
You gon' leave my room either blessed or deceased
She done traded in a purse for a body bag
Independent woman with a lot of cash
A lot of ass, as a matter of fact
She says we've been gone too long, where the rappin' at?
I said I do what I want, so shut the f*ck up
They said the drugs gon' kill me, I kept pushing my luck
I can make a fun song about not feeling stuck
But don't get this fucked up cause I'm still fucked up
I'm in the dark, I'm feeling cursed
But the cigarettes help my hurt
I would never know my worth
But f*ck, I guess I'm making matters worse so tell me this
How you gon' talk with no money on you?
I'ma need a check every time I come through
Name another boy that's gon' lay it on you?
Tell your friends to wait outside cause
I don't want no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
No, I don't need no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
We roll up, we spinning corners
In it ten years, I don't need no pointers
The older I get, the more my thoughts get sadder
Making money off pain so my whip gets faster
Used to stress about a dollar till I made one
I don't like to talk about my A-1's
I don't trust them and they don't trust me
I'ma need a gold grill so my talk ain't cheap
How you gon' talk with no money on you?
I'ma need a check every time I come through
Name another boy that's gon' lay it on you?
Tell your friends to wait outside cause
I don't want no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
No, I don't need no company, company
I don't want this shit to get ugly
We roll up, we spinning corners
In it ten years, I don't need no pointers
The older I get, the more my thoughts get sadder
Making money off pain so my whip gets faster
Used to stress about a dollar till I made one
I don't like to talk about my A-1's
I don't trust them and they don't trust me
I'ma need a gold grill so my talk ain't cheap

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