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an - turmoil lyrics

i got bands, i got xans
i got the glock and i shoot with one hand
gotta side piece but i will not advance
f+ckin’ with me but you don’t stand a chance
not a man, i got fans
whippin’ the wraith and you whippin’ the van
you start to see me then you start to ran
making the money as fast as i can, b+tch

aye, i been+a chasing the cake, aye
she let me paint on her face, aye
imma’ start making the 20’s, the 50’s, the 100’s and i’ll make it rain
y’all been asleep not awake, aye
moving the product today, aye
starting a project today, aye
no longer stuck in a maze

crush it up then i snort the powder from the roxy, from the xanny, from the oxy and i feel it in my nosе
used to think i love her but i rеally want to f+ck her but i’m no longer a soft boy ‘cause i don’t f+ck with the hoes
standing with my brothers who done been hurt by their mothers and i’m never turning my back ‘cause i’m staying 10 toes
y’all be taking fl!cks and y’all be holding up the 4’s but i remember there was times when i done used to flip the o’s

i’m losing my voice
don’t gotta choice
if i want to make the money, gotta make the noise
i’m a hard motherf+cker but i keep my poise
you a little kid so you just go and play with toys
you a little girl ‘cause you ain’t kicking with the boys
i’m gon’ be rich and i’m gonna roll up in a royce
steady getting money, one day i’m gon’ rejoice
imma’ leave you straight up on the ground like boyce, ‘cause
i got bands, i got xans
i got the glock and i shoot with one hand
gotta side piece but i will not advance
f+ckin’ with me but you don’t stand a chance
not a man, i got fans
whippin’ the wraith and you whippin’ the van
you start to see me then you start to ran
making the money as fast as i can, b+tch

i think that i want to be against you, aye
if i f+ck you over then i meant to, aye
smoking on the reefer and i be taking pill blue
put it through the nose and it’ll make you go “achoo!”
pouring out the blood, not talking menstrual, aye
bullet in your mouth, you call it dental, aye
if he run up, pop him like a pimple, aye
aggression i think imma’ rekindle, aye

- an lyrics

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