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a boogie wit da hoodie – 3 min convo lyrics

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[intro]
turn me up
jamz turn me up

[verse]
i know you heard of the boogie man
i am that n-gga he woulda been
hoodie on like i’m the reaper though
17 deep in the sprinter van
i heard they tryna get equal though
i would not let them get even man
she told me she trying to get into it
but i know these b-tches be sneaky man
murder she wrote, murder all she wrote
i can go boogie or artist flow
i probably got every car you drove
i probably f-cked every broad you know
b-tch if you think i’m a target, no
want me to take you to barney`s, no
run it up see how far we go
double up but be cautious though
i know they hate seeing me in first cl-ss
i’m a young n-gga wearing hermès
i came up from the big x
and came home to a big bag
i’m a big boss and you big mad
f-ck around and die by my respect
i got blood all over my christians
from all my oppositions
f-ck all my oppositions
like every pair d-mn loubs now i got blisters
and all of my day ones caught up in the system
if she don’t want me then i f-ck with her sister
i’m so grimy when it comes to these b-tches
i hit her then end up going missing
i’m up now it’s no more hard feelings
its cool i just put her in the friendzey
i just had to put her in a frenzy
i swear they don’t wanna see me happy
they just wanna see me in my feelings
used to be a little nappy n-gga now i’m nappy with a couple million
on the come up they was laughing at me
now they f-cking with me cause i’m winning
now they sayin’ that i’m acting different
this sh-t change you when you really in it
and these days i can’t come complain
i still get laid, i swear
i used to not get paid
i’m back to my old ways
tech hoodie on
no chains
first pair of new balmains
had me feeling like kirko bangz
i embarr-ssed all my fly things
only floor seats at the ball game
i got mad saint lauren sh-t
i told em’ n-gga personally call me
gotta stab b-tch n-ggas in the streets that i ain’t even gotta call b
they be mad hoes after my shows following me to the lobby
i’m a -ssh0l- when they come to that
i don’t want you b-tches to line me
but thats just cause i get it
been in my bag for a minute
i just flow with it
they all in my business, but
they just do not get it
got blood on my shoes i’m sinning, yeah
new e.r.d. getting, yeah
a lot of n-ggas dress just like me
but its alright i already did it, yeah
n-ggas wanna rap just like me
but its okay i already did it, yeah
elliante got me icy
w’s up i’m winning, yeah
w’s up i’m winning
and i told her that i loved her but i didn’t care
and if i expose her
it’s because she told my business, yeah
i’m kinda like hov i ain’t a business man
i’m a businessman
i miss my n-gga v-12 and montana man
remember back when we was younger
i wish you was with me sitting in this benz
now when we talk the convos be in lingo cause you in the feds
got a little hard getting used to all these millions i keep came from minimum wage
gotta little hard
talking to you through a phone knowin’ that i can’t see your face
n-gga with a wire started f-cking with you
n-gga what the f-ck did you say
told you, you ain’t gotta sell grills no more n-gga
but you did anyway
i wish they give you bail
you woulda been with me today
real sh-t just free all my-(on god)



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