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diamond miller - maintain lyrics

[hook]
all she like is cocaine, so she having mood swings
none my n-gg-s gang bang, still they let that thing bang
bops calling rang rang mary jane my main thang
everyday a struggle f-ck the world we gotta maintain

[verse 1]
i be nipsey hussling like i’m up on crenshaw
you was always hating, that’s okay, because we been saw
i kept it 100 with some n-gg-s ’til they went flaw
it ain’t nothing sweet but i’m brown sugar to my grandma
had to do that sh-t i did to make it out that jam
so i buss’ it out the wrapper, serve ya momma, thank ya ma’am
and shorty keep that personal baggie up in her purse, said she’ll let you get a b-mp but let her geek a little first
ay, watch her grit her teeth, kept my eyes up on the street cuz the police steady lurking and i got that thing on me
i’m smoking on that diesel out that wood, yo sh-t own e, paid the cost to be the boss, ain’t none of this sh-t here come free
we still out here living rugged, how you live so comfortably?
don’t know nothing bout no love so i can’t be on no love seat
if shorty throw that p-ssy, bet she throw that thing to me, n-gg- say he want a feature, i want money. that’s a fee, best believe
i need to talk to god he probably worried bout me, i need to call mi padres cuz i know they worried too
but momma i’m a man i can walk in my own shoes, nowadays it’s f-ck the laws, out here making our own rules, uh

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