War
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How you living bitch I'm doing great People make me mad so just get the f*ck up out my face You can keep yo shawty I just really want the neck today You ain't getting money then I'm sorry hoe we can't relate Cause niggas know that I been working hard If you don't know who winning then lil' bitch go check the score I could never stop because a nigga always wanting more For the Fam lil' nigga f*ck I might just go to war Got a be up in the hills f*ck riding on the boulevard All my shit is fire come on you know that I'm off the charts Fake niggas coming back f*ck out of here I press ignore Trashing all that lame shit up in my life with no remorse Bitch all my shits dancing F*ck a duplex nigga give me all the mansions Could only level up nigga only advancing Everyone know me for the drip and the fashion And ain't shit change I could understand why niggas mad No I ain't tryna flex nor am I tryna brag Distance myself I refuse to ever get attached A bop wit me would never happen it's just not a match Like a rental let's be real that shit just never lasts So just floor it and never stop run all the gas Left the old me in the mother fucking past People rather suck dick instead of get a fucking bag And I know it's hard man this life shit is a challenge It can be a lot of obstacles just hope that you can manage Talking out yo mouth then best believe you know shit will get graphic Make a nigga panic ain't nothing happen Take off Aladdin (Hoe, shhhhh) Skrt, skrt, slide down Yeah shit was funny then, but is it funny now? Wanna see her drop it low then shawty turn around Shawty tell me please can I make it drip or drown? Don't got the time for the bullshit not again I'm too busy getting money so lil' bitch f*ck a friend Thought nobody gave a f*ck, but now I got these missed calls All these niggas is my sons I feel like Lavar Ball Now I'm at the point I'm too spiritual to give a f*ck We got one life so lil' nigga I'm a live it up Want a platinum plague cause I'm a star and that's just a buck I'd rather see it in person than buy a fucking premium Yeah I love pieces, but I also love diamonds Get up out yo feelings we don't got the time for crying Feel some type of way then come whine on the Simon Regardless what the f*ck you do somebody dick riding Cause niggas know that I been working hard If you don't know who winning then lil' bitch go check the score I could never stop because a nigga always wanting more For the Fam lil' nigga f*ck I might just go to war If you got a problem I can get right witcha Vintagé triple O's never find another nigga Man I'm so close I can smell seven figures Want some shit to last then lil' bitch take a picture
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