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jameirkgolden - gmgc lyrics

d-mn  okay, okay  let’s get it

[verse 1]
i gotta a vision let’s build
hoping right off the plane, d-mn  i put my team on to work (work)
you n-gg-s scared of the work, work
you n-gg-s don’t mention my name
new n-gg-s scared of the pain
i’m blowing up like my numbers
you n-gg-s flexing
that money ain’t yours
aye
k!lling these n-gg-s no effort
racking these bands up
i might go and buy a new chain
living this life so insane
i flooded my wrist full of diamonds
you n-gg-s hating on me  but you don’t know nothing
’bout me
living my life just freely
running my checks up i’m greedy  building my empire, stronger then rome
i stay on my feet, so i never fall down  i’m way to high, i’m never coming down (never coming down) i made to far, so i’m never going home  so don’t try to stop me
my sh-t blow up in a week
you n-gg-s acting like friends
you n-gg-s wasn’t my friends
you n-gg-s didn’t f-ck with me
now i’m f-cking with bentleys
whipping the corner with benjamin’s
sitting in p-ssenger seats
shout out to huston
shout out to louisville
you n-gg-s raising the goat
pressing the b-tton i go, skrr’  (oh my god)

[verse 2]
d-mn
everybody say they my cousin  phone ringing
it just stay buzzing
i let my sh-t go to voice mail
ignoring these b-tch’s
that just want some pictures
you instagram flexing
but i do not need you
right on my sh-t like i’m gucci
iced up like i got some cheat codes
skipping level one
now i’m young and rich, rich
ice up on my wrist
d-mn i just broke my wrist!
this sh-t is dangerous
n-gg- don’t play with us
gmgc till i die like a taliban
mercy, mercy gucci on my louis
i might lose it, but i’ma keep movin’
cause i’m stuntin’ like i’m rick flair
k!lling my enemy’s, ruthless
stacking my money bags
this sh-t get heavy
i should win grammy’s like 21
i beat you straight and bet 21
sh-t getting tight for you n-gg-s
i got no love for you n-gg-s
i’m trying to replace all you n-gg-s
so i get a pool bigger then drakes
i’ma blow up out, this place
i’ma blow up on you n-gg-s
let’s cut straight to the chase
i’m chasing these checks
and you chasing that sh-t that don’t last
but it’s gmgc to the end so i know km gone make it

- jameirkgolden lyrics

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