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damedot - best interest lyrics

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[chorus]
do a n+gga gotta hustle ’til he dead? (jose the plug)
before i go, am i gon’ make it to the feds?
tell me you gon’ hold me down, you got my best interest
gotta show me you one hundred, i’ll invest in you
all this wockhardt and this pop gon’ have me somewhere sleepin’
i’m in amiri and vlone sittin’ somewhere eatin’
don’t trust a soul, hoes bold, tryna catch you sleepin’
when you lied to my face, that sh+t left me speechless

[verse 1]
spent all these years of my life just for you to leave
hate that it had to come to this, it’s either you or me
get they heart broke out the deal, i’d rather you than me
you was supposed to be a n+gga’s peace, you gave me to the streets
hate i let you see me at my lowest, you can judge me now
put a n+gga down at my worst, but you love me, huh?
f+ck all that love sh+t, i’d rather you to trust me
my new b+tch rich and pretty, so i guess i’m lucky
i can’t even count how many times a n+gga left me stuck
i done locked my trust in somewhere safe, i had to put it up
we can’t never make a love connection ‘less you on that bus
i just made quadruple ’cause i mixed it with the magic cut

[chorus]
do a n+gga gotta hustle ’til he dead?
before i go, am i gon’ make it to the feds?
tell me you gon’ hold me down, you got my best interest
gotta show me you one hundred, i’ll invest in you
all this wockhardt and this pop gon’ have me somewhere sleepin’
i’m in amiri and vlone sittin’ somewhere eatin’
don’t trust a soul, hoes bold, tryna catch you sleepin’
when you lied to my face, that sh+t left me speechless
[verse 2]
n+ggas nowadays out here 12, gotta watch your friends
if you can’t do no dirt with that n+gga, gotta wash your hands
i can’t hold no convo with no n+gga, i know talk is cheap
i can’t get five thousand for a feat’, i make that in a week
these hoes’ll set you up for crumbs, i don’t get this sh+t
try to put a b+tch on my trail, i’ma get her hit
i’m tryna hit this b+tch friend, i’ma get her lit
if she suck it good on the tip, she can get a tip
ram her like a hemi from the back, then i go missing on her
i ain’t planned on paying when i asked him, “what’s the ticket on it?”
i just took lil’ bro with me to church, he had the bl!cky on him
ar with the knot under that b+tch, i tied a ribbon on it

[chorus]
do a n+gga gotta hustle ’til he dead?
before i go, am i gon’ make it to the feds?
tell me you gon’ hold me down, you got my best interest
gotta show me you one hundred, i’ll invest in you
all this wockhardt and this pop gon’ have me somewhere sleepin’
i’m in amiri and vlone sittin’ somewhere eatin’
don’t trust a soul, hoes bold, tryna catch you sleepin’
when you lied to my face, that sh+t left me speechless



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