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larry june - i'm just askin' lyrics

[verse 1]
i figured i could get it cheaper if i go and hit my plug out in puerto rico
fifty cal desert eagle get to squeezing when a n-gga feelin’ evil
big smile on my face when i look over, see the trap phone ringing
where was you n-gga when i didn’t have sh-t, now you’re comin’ with opinions
i was taught growin’ up that i’d never have to answer to another n-gga
i was taught growin’ up that you never roll with n-ggas that be in they feelings
ups and downs in the trap game got me trappin’ hard, turned me to a menace
i’m vacayin’ on an island but my money still workin’ on the f-cking west
i got two n-ggas, smith and wes’
i don’t give a f-ck about a threat
doin’ donuts in the ‘vette
yellow diamonds on my neck
ride ‘round, mind gone, can’t even think, n-gga too high
two trap spots, two trap phones, godd-mn, n-gga too fly
i checked the mail like two times
yeah i’m waiting on that pink slip
i hit the chopper with the rubber grip
lately i been on some other sh-t
d-mn

[hook]
sometimes i ask myself is this really living?
is this real life? got a n-gga trippin’
i’m just asking
i’m just asking
sometimes i ask myself is this really living?
is this real life? got a n-gga trippin’
i’m just asking
i’m just asking

[verse 2]
riding by myself ‘cause i don’t trust n-ggas
old hating -ss n-gga, i hope a bus hit ya
dope man, dope man, got it for the cheaper
chop down, chop down
ride around with a mac, gotta move different when you really havin’ money
check that boy for a wire, n-gga acting funny, n-gga i don’t really trust him
four five wrapped in a towel, had to grab mine, heard them n-ggas coming
fn with the skinny nose, got it sounding like a rock band drumming
i been out of my mind
bae i gotta go now
i been working so hard
it’s all a n-gga know now
rocking bally’s on my way to valley
other b-tch italian, only feed her salad
on my way to vegas, n-gga f-ck the mileage
chopper break ya, sounding like you’re switching cl-sses
i’m going steady so my check advancing
organized crime got me living lavish
overseas banking, got a few accountants
put my bottom b-tch in a new audi
triple eight white tee but that neck hit for like twenty-five thousand
bounced out on a renegade like what’s up ma, need all of that

- larry june lyrics

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