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demund rogers – payback lyrics

[chorus: demund rogers]
n+gga that sh+t is payback
imma pop my sh+t, and i meant that
i lost everything that i had bout a year ago, ow look how i shook back
y’all n+ggas be swaring to god, [?] but you wanting my drip
i don’t need no designer clothes to prove a point, cause these [?]
who you know do it like this?
who you know rap like this?
who you know talk like this?
who you know cut like this?
who you know f+ck like this?
who you know real like this?
who you know putting together songs, making you feel like this?

[verse 1: demund rogers]
i was in the [?] on the freeway
[?] windshield
but i walked out that b+tch without a scar, see how amazing that god is?
i went to court and got f+cked over
by a b+tch i regret
a couple months later, my bank account had releaved all the stress
some n+ggas i know ain’t happy for me, smiling in they eyеs, [?]
[?] you n+ggas now my voice on 97+9
i went from doing open mics and now i’m on stagе at [?]
i forgave my pops for all that sh+t he did, all bullsh+t aside
ya’ll n+ggas act tough, but you ain’t though
[?] need back up
that b+tch sware up and down that she over me, but anything i can still f+ck
but the one that i’m with now, she deserve the world
but it still ain’t enough
cause now [?] stay down [?]
especially when [?] rough
[chorus: demund rogers]
n+gga that sh+t is payback
imma pop my sh+t, and i meant that
i lost everything that i had bout a year ago, ow look how i shook back
y’all n+ggas be swaring to god, [?] but you wanting my drip
i don’t need no designer clothes to prove a point, cause these [?]
who you know do it like this?
who you know rap like this?
who you know talk like this?
who you know cut like this?
who you know f+ck like this?
who you know real like this?
who you know putting together songs, making you feel like this?

[verse 2: erica banks]
talking my sh+t and i’m doing [?]
don’t want the head, if the head ain’t r+t+rded
i got a b+tch in the back [?] whoever, i feed her, she never be starving
no i don’t [?] and no i don’t [?]
[?] smoking this [?], i already got some money, i seen him pull up, and that n+gga pulled up in a tesla
i just be flexing
all of these b+tches be messy
no i don’t talk on the phone
no i ain’t stressing
[?] you can test me
no i ain’t taking you home
she got a friend, i heard she want me for real
[?] and see
you gotta pay me
now that [?] baby
i don’t do nothing for free
why is you [?] lil baby?
you trippin, i’m leaving, ho we not together
roll me a blunt and i sip on that drank, and i’m in my zone, i might pop me a pill
all in the party, i’m feeling my body
i got that exotic, we off the gass
i know they want me to pull up fasho, cause they know i be showing my ass and sh+t
[chorus: demund rogers]
n+gga that sh+t is payback
imma pop my sh+t, and i meant that
i lost everything that i had bout a year ago, ow look how i shook back
y’all n+ggas be swaring to god, [?] but you wanting my drip
i don’t need no designer clothes to prove a point, cause these [?]
who you know do it like this?
who you know rap like this?
who you know talk like this?
who you know cut like this?
who you know f+ck like this?
who you know real like this?
who you know putting together songs, making you feel like this?

- demund rogers lyrics

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