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1up tee & baby money - ​short & sweet lyrics

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[intro]
(h+lluva made this beat, baby)

[chorus: 1up tee]
i’ma keep it short and sweet, listen ’cause this story deep
lil’ fat fly n+gga, brother bought him all the jordan sneaks
been through so much sh+t, he wanna sit back and enjoy the breeze
take a trip, explore the sea and take his lil’ b+tch snorkelin’
rather keep his 40 than lay in a lake that’s forty feet
can’t be another body at the bottom, make the ocean stink
keep his head on, don’t even drink, he just be smokin’ weed
he just lost big unc’, he took that bottle, he can’t open it

[verse 1: 1up tee]
at eighteen, he had a kid, he had to chill and do it for his daughter
hustle, thеn went upper, thesе lil’ n+ggas can’t afford a diaper
trappin’ hard, you wanna be a k!ller, n+gga? join the army
you only got one wish, it’s goin’ well, i took my coin and tossed it
cuz tossin’ slugs, he came up ’round them robbers and k!llers
stumbled into rap, made some songs and started droppin’ them b+tches
started havin’ bad thoughts and feeling lost, and he tried to go tell ’em
went straight to the stu’, got in the booth, and he got through whatever
never ever thought he might fail, that sh+t just a nightmare
n+ggas watered down, he’d just sit and watch the ice melt
goin’ on the run, he just tryna dodge a dry spell
you ain’t my day one ’cause in this story, you was not there
[chorus: 1up tee]
i’ma keep it short and sweet, listen ’cause this story deep
lil’ fat fly n+gga, brother bought him all the jordan sneaks
been through so much sh+t, he wanna sit back and enjoy the breeze
take a trip, explore the sea and take his lil’ b+tch snorkelin’
rather keep his 40 than lay in a lake that’s forty feet
can’t be another body at the bottom, make the ocean stink
keep his head on, don’t even drink, he just be smokin’ weed
he just lost big unc’, he took that bottle, he can’t open it

[verse 2: baby money & payroll giovanni]
yeah, i’ma keep this story short, [?] 12 and throw the fork
rich as h+ll, i grew up poor, stopped hoopin’ ’cause he grew up short
catch a case, don’t go to court, i got a son, ain’t got no choice
like i’m still hoopin’, i went from the court to the courts, n+gga
his mama had nine kids, he ain’t grew up rich
got his sh+t off hittin’ cribs, n+gga, this how he live
daddy died when he was five, he ain’t know ’bout sh+t
so he watched the ogs, then that turnt him [?]
whole p’s, half p’s, whole bricks, half kis
livin’ the dreams, you made a hundred bands last week
stayin’ away from f+ckboys, n+ggas [?]
can’t ride with the doors off, this a 5g
my first mil’ feel good, n+gga, ask me
makin’ all my opps sweat, n+gga, ask keith
i treat my beef like your ho, n+gga, i’ma creep
half+man, half+goat, n+gga, i’m a beast (yeah)
[verse 3: payroll giovanni]
i’ma keep it short and sweet, born and raised on the finks
spoiled, he the only child, kept his jordans on his feet
his crib kept gettin’ raided d+mn near every other week
his right+hand name was jay, he came up off of moving tree
he told ’em, “look, i’m gettin’ cheese”, then he got to schoolin’ ’em (yeah)
took some sh+t to school with him lowkey and got to movin’ ’em
had a whole crew with him, n+ggas couldn’t stand him
hoes used to see these n+ggas out and have a tantrum
they linked with another crew ’cause they had mutual beef
both of ’em was fresh as f+ck, cartis on, expensive sneaks (yeah)
then they started rappin’, sh+t was gettin’ deep, he packin’ heat
had a code plug, he dodged dumb sh+t and stayed discrete
then he had a son, he started seein’ life different
started takin’ rap more serious, he on a mission
he dealt with betrayal, jealousy and hatin’ n+ggas
when he be tryna help, folks’d make a way for n+ggas (d+mn)
he let the streets go, but the streets had a grip
tried to trick him out his spot, he stayed focused, didn’t slip (nah)
this song ain’t long enough, i need thirty minutes
the other day, he was on rolling stones, keep winnin’, cheers



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