Way You Should

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SpringHealJack

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When I roll up, I ain't gotta say too much I'm good, good
So when I roll up, y'all better act the way you fuckin' should, should
Cause my haters droppin' pennies, so I fear that they'll drop a dime
So envious and jealous, if I got a nickel for every dime

They tried to murder my grind, then I'd be rich, rich
Hate seein' my hustle, they hate seein' my grind
They sick of takin' second place, so behind my back they wish I'd die
When I roll up, I ain't gotta say too much I'm good, good

So when I roll up, y'all better act the way you fuckin' should, should
Cause my haters droppin' panties, so I fear that they'll drop a dime
So envious and jealous, if I got a nickel for every dime
They tried to murder my grind, then I'd be rich, rich

Hate seein' my hustle, they hate seein' my grind
They sick of takin' second place, so behind my back they wish I'd die
I don't think you really know what this shit take, boy
Shut up, go fix your face, boy

I'm savin' my guala, stackin' my chips, stashin' my pennies
Just fuckin' these hoes, you the one spendin' money on
I'm fuckin' them, you payin' they phone, you sayin' they wrong
But you the one that payin' they phone, you a sucker

Take that shit back home, I grind like I'm broke
Find me some hope, I rhyme cause I'm dope
She could be a dimer if she wasn't a hoe, if she wasn't a hoe
And I found her, make these clown-ass rappers

Pump their brakes hard enough to turn their headlights backwards
Bars compared to the heat of a rifle
Written in stone and verse like Jesus' disciples
Given from bones and flesh and the blood of my blood

For snitches and clothes who wish to bleed the blood of a thug
You would think it was Diet Coffee when I bloody him up
Cause it's hard to tell the difference between money and love
When I roll up, I ain't gotta say too much, I'm good, good

So when I roll up, y'all better act the way you fuckin' should, should
Cause my haters droppin' pennies, so I fear that they'll drop a dime
So envious and jealous, if I got a nigga for every time
They tried to murder my grind, then I'd be rich, rich

Yeah, I'd be rich as a pimp
Hate seein' my hustle, they hate seein' my grind
They sick of takin' second place, so behind my back they wish I died
When I roll up

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