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lerumo - told you so lyrics

(pre-hook)

i don’t give a sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck
money in my jeans
women in my blood
swisher in my hand
liquor in my cup
ain’t it just like i told you so?

(verse)

yeah i been the man , been the man that’s been a fact
y’all don’t understand, i’m the man out here tryna make these bands
goal for the year is a hundred racks
catch me with your girl, that’s a aftermath
got your girl coming back, call that after tax
sorry if she left, she ain’t coming back! shwoop!
knew i was gonna blow through the roof
told the lames this was what i’m gon’ do
seem like errbody got something to say but
i ain’t ever even gon’ trip about you
it’s been bout me this whole time
y’all in a ditch, i’m in limelight
been waiting patient my whole life
i made a pact, now it’s so right
i said n,n,now it’s so right
yea, now it’s so right
yeah, tell em pos

(hook)

i don’t give a sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck
money in my jeans
women in my blood
swisher in my hand
liquor in my cup
ain’t it just like i told you so?
i told
i to wo wold ya
i told
i to wo wold ya
i told
i to wo wold ya
ain’t it just like i told you so?

(verse 2)

read my mind, psychic hoah
you ain’t seeing nothing like yo eyes was closed
i speak mula, mega, money, that’s trilingual
i ain’t tripping off no hoe, i got my shoelace on
i even gon flex
if she hit then i’m going to the next
i ain’t got time unless she throw neck
or unless she cuttin my check

i’m busy gotta get mine
ground up, call that land mine
put a beat on a stretcher, psychological homicide

man y’all did it to yourselves again , did it to yourselves again
i didn’t wanna have to do it
but you made me go and do it again

(hook)
i don’t give a sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck
money in my jeans
women in my blood
swisher in my hand
liquor in my cup
ain’t it just like i told you so?
i told
i to wo wold ya
i told
i to wo wold ya
i told
i to wo wold ya
ain’t it just like i told you so?

(bridge)

just murdered the game, no metaphors

rappers at my feet go and call a he-rs-
y’all ain’t sleek enough, go an get yourself a perm
came in strong, first song, shouldn’t have gave the boy a turn!
yee!

now i’m rapping with fashion, big leagues with the captain
i knew i would do this, y’all don’t know what happened

my steelo so rapid, a flash of a camera
i am cinematic, the industry standard
grab on to your belts cause it’s bout to get tragic
i tried to tell you but you slipped off the canvas
i’m here to be perfect
f-ck what you’re planning..

- lerumo lyrics

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