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jugg harden - money on my head lyrics

[intro]
(honcho, you so motherf+ckin’ goated)

[verse]
i got n+ggas i used to call brother turn opp on me
i ain’t give lex no money, so she gave the drop on me, wow
my brothers do a lot for me
if i give you my last, then, n+gga, you should die for me
can’t be broke with no money on your head
that’s like being broke, asking a gold+digger for some head
don’t tell me what them n+ggas said, tell me what you said
in the county, if i don’t ask, then don’t tell me what you did
n+ggas ignore the money phone, but then answеr for a b+tch
that’s why i ain’t got no sympathy for a n+gga that ain’t rich
i can’t show you the same love that i show my b+tch
gotta savе some for her, i can’t give you all this d+ck
i been tryna save everybody, wonder who gon’ save me?
that’s f+cked up, when cuz died, everybody blamed me
you hit the streets, beef, then you wonder why you can’t eat
gotta keep the bl!cky on my hip ’cause i’m waist deep
now you wanna be a fan? you was just speaking on me
now you wanna be up in my bed? you was just sleeping on me
you was scared to do it, so you had to put your reaper on me
booked a fake session, tried to put a feature on me
n+ggas ran in my house, son in my bed
had to put my son in the closet, i know how to play it
yeah, i know they speaking on me, oh, for real, that’s what they said?
they like, “how you nonchalant when it’s money on your head?”
it’s two sides to every story, don’t believe that sh+t
b+tch think ’cause she bad, i won’t leave that b+tch
know where his mama at, your mama at
now name one n+gga in the hood that play like that
what you gon’ do with that ten besides make me mad?
i see straight through these n+ggas like they made of glass
i had a shootout and got back to the bag
all my n+ggas one hundred, all my b+tches bad
they like, “how you nonchalant when it’s money on your head?”
i just counted up a hundred, tell them n+ggas count me in
i got three friends, jackson, george, grant, they all dead
all this dirt i done did, can’t have fun with my mans
i know they speaking on me, oh, for real, that’s what they said?
i got chanel in my closet, got chanel in my bed
don’t tell me what them n+ggas said, tell me what you said
i just counted up a hundred, tell them n+ggas count me in

- jugg harden lyrics

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