BNBKD (feat. Kierre)

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Dramah Phree

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Shorty tell me, that she need some cash to f*ck
Slob on time I don't ask for much
Yo last nigga got yo math fucked up
Thinking that a nigga gone cash you up
Ass so fat I couldn't pass that up
Hop in break the pedal, he mad as f*ck
New pack, new bag, just bag that up
Same me, new devil, I'm leveled up
I'm grinding no time, still bales are up
I ain't been home in a minute
Brand new bag
They know I'm grinding
They know I'm real for real
And I, come from the field
It's a brand new bag, yeah-yeah
F*ck what they thought about
I took the harder route
That was the smarter route
I had to get it
Knew that the sun was out
Now that my daughter out
I will not play no games with none of you niggas
Progressing through motions
I'm happy I got it
And almost can get my folks out them trenches
God bless him and f*ck him if he in his feelings
I do not duck him I stick to the business
Life's not a status, I hope that they get it
I'm more than valid, more valuable meaning
I know the money come after it nigga
So I ain't worried I capture it nigga
Long as the rent paid, as long as my kids ate
Imma stay after the mission
This more than passion lil nigga
This more than rapping lil nigga
This not no talent lil nigga
This working magic lil nigga
This pulling up like what's happening nigga
Ain't no Bombay's in no casket lil nigga
Fly like Aladdin lil nigga
She think she Jasmine, she tripping
Bro nem gone slide off the pills
Bitch pick a side ain't no middle
Blood ain't always in your circle, no family nigga
Nothing will damage me nigga
I am not panicking nigga
I learned to point it lil nigga
And I don't care who around me lil nigga
Come from a era I'm bout it lil nigga
Come from a city where you got to watch who around you
Cause the ones close to you doubt you
Do you a favor, later on call in a voucher
I had to move those mountains
Had to get between those couches
F*ck who doubt it, I ain't drowning
Looking for loyalty still ain't found it
It's semi, won't lose my balance
Shorty say she love she done lost her mind
Grade A, day one I just pray for the better
Nigga just spoiled he don't know no better
I ain't worried about you I'm just counting these blessings
I'm grinding no time, still bales are up
I ain't been home in a minute
Brand new bag
They know I'm grinding
They know I'm real for real
And I, come from the field
It's a brand new bag, yeah-yeah
Shorty tell me, that she need some cash to f*ck
Slob on time I don't ask for much
Yo new niggas got yo math fucked up
Thinking that a nigga gone cash you up
Ass so fat I couldn't pass that up
Hop in break the pedal, he mad as f*ck
New pack, new bag, just bag that up
Same me, new devil, I'm leveled up
Brand new bag
At least you're getting your bag, yeah
Just get your bag
Just get your bag, yeah-yeah
At least you're getting to the bag
F*ck that nigga that nigga was a lad
I don't respect no nigga with kids who ain't a dad
I don't respect no bitch who can't let go of the past
I don't do it for the money but the money keep me rapping
I ain't keep it to myself I always subtracted
Even when I didn't have it I knew a nigga would have it
F*ck with her cause that bitch a little ratchet
And the girl she brought with her is a little savage
Only time he seen the field is when he playing Madden
Lot of niggas killers but they still rapping
For every nigga get it, it's one hundred watching
Know niggas that turn him into a news caption
Know bitches that f*ck him and let the crew in
You was slipping and fucking ain't had no move near
Nigga just count your blessings
Took my L, like I learned my lesson
Roll these L's cause a nigga been stressing
Everybody destination a casket
Don't need no help, I'm cool with progression
Seven hundred ones, cause our work ethic
I'm so cool on the people who left me
Ain't saving no bitch, bitches ain't no shelf, shit
These Calvin Klein boxers and socks, top shelf shit
I can get it if I want cause a nigga never had shit
This cigar on my body, she know she smell it
Have you ever made love to a real felon
Riding for a nigga is more than writing letters
They say a nigga changed but I did it for the better
The streets gave me nothing, so I stepped up a level
Stacked it in silence and stepped up my mental
F*ck what they thought about I'm a real nigga
Friend or my enemy just don't pretend to me
I'm grinding no time, still bales are up
I ain't been home in a minute
Brand new bag
They know I'm grinding
They know I'm real for real
And I, come from the field
It's a brand new bag, yeah-yeah
Brand new bag

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