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lil rekk - t.y.r.e.k lyrics

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(hook) yeah, finally got some money, sh+t feel funny cause i ain’t used to it
stayin up for weeks, chasin dreams don’t ever sleep

find it crazy all my haters wanna be me, can’t compete
christian dior on my feet, chrome heart jeans with the tee

n+ggas told me stop this rappin sh+t, look how it done paid off
now they tryna be like the kid, these n+ggas way off

deep inside my feelings, i get high i still can’t play it off
speedin in the amg (yeah) watch it take off

what im suppose to do with all this money? all these b+tches on me?
die by my respect, a n+gga play, ima get it to em

judge gave manny seventeen, he ain’t trip about it
free k!ll bill, they know my n+gga really trippin bout me

ask the baddest b+tches, ain’t no pricing on my love
ask promoters bout me, i don’t do sh+t without no gun

served a 50 pack in my amiri jeans, i did it just because
i wish freak was still in love, i still cry bout little cuz

in my condo wonder how the f+ck we made it here
chandeliers in the air, skeleton cartier’s
i let people stab me in my back and walk round like i don’t care (yeah)
that’s just the n+gga i am

(hook) finally got some money, sh+t feel funny cause i ain’t used to it
stayin up for weeks, chasin dreams don’t ever sleep

find it crazy all my haters wanna be me, can’t compete
christian dior on my feet, chrome heart jeans with the tee

used to dream bout f+ckin cover girls, now i hit em by the 2
went to the ends, flew out the crew

in a lamb truck with my boo
i can’t work, this sh+t got hard for us, donny said make it through

im the truth, n+gga i’m the chosen one, what else to do?

thousand dollar dinner dates, n+gga came up off of suits
made it out, take care of my momma, ain’t got sh+t else to prove

got my sh+t together i turned up on em
n+gga i went cool

truth we cashed out on a cullinan, just because we’re rude

(oh yeah x5)
(hook) finally got some money, sh+t feel funny cause i ain’t used to it
stayin up for weeks, chasin dreams don’t ever sleep

find it crazy all my haters wanna be me, can’t compete
christian dior on my feet, chrome heart jeans with the tee

- lil rekk lyrics

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