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lil' snupe - y'all aint lyrics

[intro]
yeah real n-gga saluted
this is way moer than music we got soldeirs recruited
we cooking package and move it
yeah only the truest i hear you talking n-gga boot up and do it

[verse1]
b-tch, y’all ain’t f-cking with the clique
every other day my whole hustle gotta switch
cause the police on they sh-t and im tryna get a brick
we the dream team n-gga my whole squad looking sick
and we fronting k’s daily so you better watch your b-tch
and my swag game r-t-rded, polo looking stupid
b-tches love my style so i shuffle them like cupid
everybody know i do it so they love it when i do it
real recognize real so real street n-gga saluted
ima dog -ss n-gga, and i can’t help it
imm all about my money all my b-tches say im selfish
watch out for mixtapes cause im keeping them b-tches coming
on my way to the top, i ain’t playing i ain’t stunting
we be scoring on my side and you n-ggas steady b-tton

[hook]
i keep it coming ha we keep it coming we keep it coming hoe
b-tch, ya ain’t f-cking with the clique
b-tch yaain’t f-cking with the clique
b-tch ya ain’t f-cking with the clique
j-o-n-e-s-b-o-r-o x3
a bad place most people dont wanna go

[verse2]
ima grinder, money on my mind i gotta get it
chasing benjis f-ck anybody who ain’t with it’
jonesboro where im from, i put on for my city
never turn my back on the hood i swear im commited
i got dreams of me coming through the hood in a maybach
sipping on purp, with my seat leaning way back
money in my pockets and pistol in my drawes
blowing smoke out the window trying not to see the law
grind hard everyday, cause i deserve it all
f-ck tyhe fame i just want the opportunity to ball
some n-ggas sell their soul, for the chance to be rich
but f-ck selling my soul i’ll rather sell a brick
hustle hard in my blood getting money is a habit
i love stacking so no matter what i gotta have it
dont trust no n-gga, so i keep me a ratchet
and if you f-cking with me wrong its gauranteed to end up tragic

[hook]

[verse3]
all my n-ggas some riders, thugging since we been young
jonesboro is our city but some call it the slums
my n-ggas gon ride with me and ima ride with them
my n-ggas’ll die for me and i’ll die for them
watch told me f-ck them n-ggas, just keep stacking yo money
keep rapping, and show em how jonesboro is coming
know i spit straight real, i gotta keep it 100
yeah i rap real but alot of these n-ggas be outchea stunting
dee when you got something, n-ggas wanna be around
but when you broke they forget that you even in the town
when they homies go to jail, they dont even hold him down
thats the reason i dont f-ck with you n-ggas right now
i dont need friends i can do bad by myself
i dont need company i can get cash by myself
i just gotta pray to god, when i really need help
cause he the only one i need when i dont need n0body else

[hook]

[verse4]
if you think im acting funny, n-gga take it how you wanna
im focused on the meal i ain’t got time for the corner
alot of n-ggas say that that n-gga san dont act the same
cause i ain’t with the bullsh-t, im bout making a change
i roll solo, i dont need alot of n-ggas hanging round
cause i learned your closest homeboy the one to lay you down
its a dirty world we live in this sh-t outchea real

- lil snupe lyrics

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