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detroit l-o - can you afford it lyrics

can you afford it lyrics
[intro]

don’t f+ck with liveraw, you know what i’m saying
liveraw die raw gold bottle team, yoshimitsu on the beat
detroit l+o bro, yea, i don’t know what’s wrong with these n+ggas man, buying sh+t they can’t afford
don’t hurt yo pockets tryna keep up with another n+gga, yea
that ain’t living real or wise and i’m here to k!ll all this whack sh+t
and you n+ggas part of that whack sh+t, you die too
i don’t give a f+ck about none of these n+ggas right now
cuz i’m at that point where i’m just annihilating all this fluke and fugazi sh+t
detroit l+o bro, hit em with some sh+t n+gga

[verse 1]

if this plan don’t work then imma get this sh+t another way
if this ain’t the time to stunt, we celebrate another day
with bottega gold up in the suitе where i most likely stay
if shе wanna make a little visit, imma make her pay
straight face all your problems then get mad cuz i don’t give a f+ck
i guess they was right, cuz detroit l+o do not give a f+ck
none of my concern if it don’t make my pockets fatter bro
stop stressing some sh+t, a year from now it will not matter bro
n+ggas getting broker tryna keep up with another man
while i stack the cheese to count, i might just need another hand
young as h+ll, but you always tired, is what i can’t stand
gotta go the extra mile, that’s if you wanna be the man

[hook]

extend the hustle, it ain’t no shortage
my sh+t is sick, no way to cure it
yo woman calling, but i ignore it
yea you can buy it, can you afford it
extend the hustle, it ain’t no shortage
my sh+t is sick, no way to cure it
yo woman calling, but i ignore it
yea you can buy it, can you afford

[verse 2]

can you afford to let yo sh+t go down the drain in this b+tch
that’s exactly why these boys don’t know yo name in this b+tch
i just want the sapphire, i ain’t fooling with the beers
go where everybody knows your name just to hear cheers
cheers, put your glasses up
two girls in the suite with they asses up
if it ain’t good money, imma pass it up
if a n+gga make a diss, imma laugh it
bullsh+ttin’ still mad for what
man it ain’t my fault you wasn’t stacking up
y’all n+gga’s too funny, got me cracking up
got kicked off the team, you ain’t make the cut boy
get that wax up out your ear and just listen
like some scissors and a box cutter, cuz we cut different
before you make a diss track, better check my lyric history
tryna win in arguments, that’s just pyrrhic victory
b+tches super crazy, always leave her with the crushed face
that’s where i store my cum, so i call that b+tch a nut case
i drop the caddy, all you youngins don’t have no taste
cheese run to me, i let you n+ggas join the rat race
[hook]

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