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fyelow - intro lyrics

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aye, what you doin’ now
i ain’t here to talk bout what it was
was a dirty n+gga, cleaned it up and got it out the mud
n+ggas talk about what it could be, but they don’t make no buzz
i been handing out fades since they cost a dub

i been hurt before, so it ain’t easy to accept your love
i’m just tryna make a hit like aaron, i ain’t here to judge
n+gga talkin bout, he smokin’ pressure, i ain’t even budge
comments goin looney for these tunes and i ain’t even bugs

if you want advice, get your bread and f+ck up out the way
n+ggas die bout disrespect, but they’ll k!ll you for some pape
they’ll hate on everything you do with smiles on they face
why you think the ones that make it out always move away

me and donald trump, one in the same
we both hate n+ggas, cause if the price is right
your best friends will turn to grave diggers
and when the family feud, it’s quick to see who’s being fake with you
and now it’s jeopardy, because you see that you can’t save n+ggas

f+ck em’
it’s a million ways to get this cheese easy
never try to son your teammates like malik beasley
i got n+ggas from the m, like i’m harbaugh
but b+tch, i’m from the bus, like my car broke
i remember making eight an hour at the arnold
now the denim that my ass is in cost a car note

it ain’t happen by no accident, i was on those
late nights, but i was waking up when the bars closed
nowadays, when n+ggas call, i’m like, what you need
rude as f+ck, i ain’t got no class like i just prestiged

but i got that sh+t up on me like a gerber baby
she tried to take the whole meat, i almost hurt the lady
even if she cold, she a zero if she can’t politic it
my money clean, 1099 all my sh+t documented

these n+ggas lie, these n+ggas cap, just like they barber missin’
they ain’t got no paperwork, then why the f+ck i’d argue with em’
in the bas+m+nt with my n+ggas, i was starving with em’
we just wanted opportunity, but it was hard to get em’

just like the jba, my bros is here, i’m balling with em’
my young n+ggas don’t stress about no lil’ sh+t, i taught em’ different

n+gga, yeah
apply yourself to supply your wealth
break your own limits, lil n+gga surprise yourself
for real
what

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