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kaliraps – sore thumbs lyrics

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i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first
i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first

the streets feel like quicksand, i ball like hit man
anywhere that i perform they gotta let my clique in
new shoes, clean socks, long range, clean glock
shoot you while you on the phone, n-gg-, that’s a screenshot
backed up, i got smoke, hoe sale like costco
pablo, head hancho, 100 bears per convo
vegas every weekend, top floor in the venetian
if life was like a pool i’d be diving in the deep end
i’m like the future, i’m so unpredictable
all i see is evidence when i’m looking for a fish to pull
my pistol full, i ain’t really one for begging
really stretched out, like a fat girl in leggings
do this for the have-nots hoping they can have more
women getting -ss shots claiming that they not wh-r-s
i heard it all before, persian rugs, marble floors
chandeliers all on my ceilings, my poetry has no floors
diamonds shining, flow is timeless, i’m a different breed
my presence like a present, every night is christmas eve
hit the weed ’cause i party like a ball hopper
living fast and furious, i’ll probably die like paul walker

i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first
i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first

i’m an owner so i do what a boss does
been at these bars for years and still never lost buzz
my boys came for money so if you talk thug
i’ll have my n-gg-s swinging over green just like a golf club
i put that fire out the camp just like sand does
see, everybody wants the belt, why would they show a champ love?
i’m a walking triple threat, i don’t often get upset
but saying all about my town, now we talking disrespect
you be putting bricks up, you know nothing more than that
if your itunes was selling you’d be robbing them to death
no doubt at a roll out ’cause half these b-tches gonna show out
so even if i had water in my lungs i still wouldn’t take her home, wow
but if they wanna cook me breakfast, fine
labels call me a billboard, want me to be their next big sign
i got fans in my window, n-gg-, that’s an ac
and ca, they throwing up signs like after a may 3
you a bench player, you don’t want no parts of kobe
i got your baby mama sending me these heart emojis
you n-gg-s lost, you need a map for where you at
you can throw me in the middle of anywhere, i be the man, yeah

i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first
i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be f-cking b-tches but they know this money come first

i be counting money till my thumbs sore
i be counting money
i be counting money till my thumbs sore
they know this money come first



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