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lute - side a lyrics

[intro]
we recording?
gotta put some respect on my name!
let’s get it
lets get it

[verse]
when that money hit the bank i buy the hooptie instead of gucci
wood grain with the blue tooth, bumpin’ juicy
mama used to tell us that money don’t grow on trees
now a n-gga makin’ paper off discarded loose leafs
truth be, i’m tired of provin’ i could rap to n-ggas
’till i slap a n-gga, he come back with n-ggas
then i get to cappin’ all these wack rappin’ n-ggas at the same time
never gave a f-ck about what ain’t mine, peace of mind
i be sleepin’ fine but you still gotta keep an eye
twenty reasons why, glove box where i keep the 9
watchin’ n-ggas shine when the light is lime, f-ck you mean
been that n-gga since girbaud jeans, i was 16
some days i wondered if my days were numbered
some days i wish i knew what i know now when i was younger
head above the water line, i’m older, sh-t can’t take me under
even though i’m swimming in my thoughts, n-gga
so much on my mind, surround yourself with those who rock with ya
plot with ya
cause same n-ggas dap me up, would never confront me
i hear more ’bout me from them, through mutual company
funny how this whole time these n-ggas thought the goal was money
meanwhile, n-ggas on the gram to hide the fact they bummy
if only n-ggas focused on the craft, then what you seek is given
fifteen hundred likes on instagram and n-ggas think they did it
n-gga please, that’s how much my rent be
plus my livin’ fee, then my daughter’s needs
that’s three grand a month, y’all matching to buy a gram of weed
mind your f-ckin’ business, i take care of me, f-ck you mean
went from prayin’ on my knees to spreadin’ my wings, somewhere in between
must have forgot that i will slap a n-gga, ain’t your average rappin’ n-gga
f-ck you mean
so next time you see a n-gga chillin’, thinkin’ that he did it
tell him he trippin’ a thousand likes below the price of livin’
n-gga you broke
above water now, n-gga we afloat
f-ck a boat, i got money now, i should build a moat
you too close, five years ago n-ggas was a ghost
be the same n-gga sayin’ i’ma blow
d-mn

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