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duce4ge - attachments lyrics

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+lets go maaly+

we never talk about it you know my young n+ggas step
when he walk about it
the chalk around’em lets go
verse 1:
i ain’t got no attachments uh
running’ through money this sh+t feel like practice uh
i should be stacking up
but i know that sh+t come with goals won’t last enough
we caught him lacking uh
he tryna ride oh no ain’t fast enough
stand up n+gga i never put on a front and them k!llers can back it up
uh yeah you already know i’m the hottest the f+ck is you asking’ for?
uh yeah i got this sh+t rollin
‘they stopping [stomping] i’m guessing they mad at bull
but f+ck it i’m back in my bag some more
we bout to run up the tag some more
thеse rappers they ass thеy gassed for sure
you run get tagged get blast for more uh
b+tches don’t even be knowing me uh yeah
sh+t,why the f+ck they keep jawning me?
i just be grindin’ so no i don’t go to sleep
honestly i know i’m not where i’m suppose to be
rapper can talk like they hot they ain’t showing me[uh]
they not, i really be knowing them
n+ggas get parked and thats when toweing’em
there go the opps but f+ck it ?______
i carry my nine in focus
im here to claim i put it in motion
n+ggas be hating’ i noticed
prolly cause i got some paper its rolling
i don’t do all that talkin i show’em
they see me out when i’m walking
they act like they know’em
i guess they like how i’m flowing
cause these n+ggas rap like me i
hear my sh+t n they stole it
i ain’t got no attachments uh yeah
these b+tches they be distraction i’m [from the hood]
f+ck her good? then i pass her
ain’t about money then don’t call me you won’t get an answer
i never lower my standards so if she not my type of b+tch
then the hoe getting canceled
i swear i don’t understand them
these b+tches act like they want me
i know that sh+t random
now they got me actin funny
cause when i was broke as a joke they didn’t want me
you get one up on me then you lucky
but you better do it boy don’t be a dummy
30 a bundle
bullets sty high in the summer
we catch that boy turn that app to a runner
had to the ?casa______ we know he was coming
we got them sticks but we not with the drumming
yeah yeah we got them sticks but we not with the drumming

these b+tches see me and these n+ggas love me



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