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juke the movement - risk lyrics

tell me what it is alot of n+ggas claim they outchea getting money but to scared to take a risk
i can tell its my time been my time just by staring at my wrist
lotta fake love when i come around sh+t got me feeling sick
i got problems on my mind to unwind you know i gotta make it flip

a f+cked up my budget like way back if u owe me money i take dat i ain’t on the run off on the plug i just needed some time i promise to pay back you n+ggas be blowin thru money now that u off how u gon pay debt truthfully ion feel stressed when it comes to the numbers i been good at i know what my margin of error is always makin it back so im arrogant all i want is green vegеtarian blunt filled with asparagus sh+t was embarressing poor quality triеd to load me up im already taking a pay cut thi e weed was to dry turnt to straight dust may take longer if i feel rushed from now on i take fronts dont hit me up unless its cashed out cause i tabbed out with my stash now a money addiction relapse now thinkin bout how time done passed now or the many days done ran down school of hard knocks u the class clown n+ggas is broke life is joke i can tell that u shop thru the glass now life on the road i get it and go collision course who wanna crash now so outta control each statement is bold i think most puttin out trash now most n+ggas would fold from life in the cold but its clear that i want the bag now

u ain’t berren hustling long if yeen ever f+cked up pack i know that my lawyer show love for court i be blowin the stacks
i know that yo woman in l+st cause she love when im blowing her back
i know that most n+ggas you trust be ones tryna stab in the back
what u kno bout surviving a drought
do u n+ggas got a plan when the trap slow
i wonder what you would do for the clout
play pretend like the man when you cats broke
i keep it real why i gotta act for whats a sheep to a wolf don react doe
i be gettin money while they slack bro
bunch of sober souls they dont want smoke
asthmatic with pump the choke leave ya body in swamp cold
bunch problems they’on want those for the swizz cheese u could get holes
shila beuf ion dig holes break it down when i get wholes
pass em off when i get hoes know how this dis goes ball and i shine like discos disrespect see how the diss goes in my lane gotta pay this toll
remain fire but my wrist froze want a platinum plaque to match this gold
its open shot we never miss those
handle business so i get throwed
as i count chips monte crisco

- juke the movement lyrics

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