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baby money - entitlement lyrics

[chorus]
depending on the mood that i’m in, then i might buy her
i love spendin’ money on hoes and i like prada
grab a four, pour it up, take a light swallow
i’m stabbin’ every ho that i want, i’m mike myers
depending on the mood that i’m in, then i might buy her
i love spendin’ money on hoes and i like prada
grab a four, pour it up, take a light swallow
i’m stabbin’ every ho that i want, i’m mike myers

[verse]
can’t stop for sh+t, i ain’t trustin’, but i’m hurt though
grind for this sh+t and you want everything i work for
bro a journalist on instagram like the worst ho
make these old n+ggas catch the new wave, this the first boat
entitlement a b+tch, i don’t owe a n+gga sh+t
bro think if i ain’t exist, then he’d be the one that’s rich
i could put you in the limelight, still be the one that’s lit
ain’t ask god for this sh+t, so i guess this how it is
everything else be extra, got my mama and my kid
n+ggas concrete wreckers, in a honda with a brick
five thousand, no symbol, so don’t comment on my fit
playin’ with the wrong animal, that llama ’bout to spit
i feel like michael, ’bout to blitz, i ain’t tryna calm down
need some s+xy red 50s, come and cop from pound town
b+tches treat me like a king, i don’t make ’em bow down
catch an opp, i got my stick, when he leave, bow down
this that, huh, life a n+gga chose
disappear to antarctica, my heart been gettin’ cold
you’ve been jumpin’ in that water and them sharks been gettin’ closer
i was doin’ it from the heart, you thought you was gettin’ over
your emotions on your sleeve, pain covering your eyes
bad thoughts inside your mind, put your feet in on your side
i ain’t where i wanna be, but i got cheese and i’m alive
know i made it out the streets, but this glee help me survive
had her run two v. one with me, i can’t believe that was your bride
young n+gga coppin’ heavy, ain’t believe i was the buyer
drown them dead presidents and let ’em breathe out in the dryer
talking crazy on that phone, he got three lifes off a wire

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