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malow mac - my reply lyrics

[intro]
it seems like lately, there’s a lot of different people curious
asking me questions about fake -ss beef or who i roll with
what label i’m from, haters, rumors & shit like that

[hook: jb]
people be asking, where you been? (yeah)
well i been right here
out here hustlin’
out here ballin’
gettin’ money
yeah the streets been callin’
if you’re wondering why
here’s my reply
no i don’t pay it no mind
no i don’t listen to the bullshit
i’m forever gonna do this (yeah)

[verse 1]
these people always asking me shit
they wanna be knowing about the beef
and who i’m really down with (down with)
they want me to talk about leaving hi power
decisions i made
paparazzi up on the eddie bauer
i get them text messages
i get them emails
i get them kites from the pen
i call it “g” mail
i know who’s good
i know who’s bad through conversation
but i don’t politic it
it’s only conversation
and i don’t trust no man
so i be staying strapped
i keep my faith in the lord
i got my own back
i hear the gossip
hear the rumors
hear the bullshit
that’s all it is
because they know i’m down to do shit
never in my life do i fear anyone
and never in my life do i fear any gun
vaccinate the game like i was kaiser
doing the same hustle
but doing it much wiser

[verse 2]
so they wanna know when all my new shit is dropping
they heard a little rumor
that pretty soon i’ll be stoppin’
they heard some lil f-ggets say all my alb-ms be floppin’
i’m down to meet with anybody
fool i gets it poppin’
i never be running away from controversy
i keep these f-ckers motivated
b-tches reimburse me
fist pumping like them guidos in new jersey
i’m coming for the knock out
but fool i’m in a hurry
there’s no time to waste
i’m in the fast lane
i got the game numb
like face shots of the cocaine
i’m never looking back baby
i keep the game groovin’
i keep the ball movin’
i’m proving ’em wrong
that’s what i be doing
riding like it’s dre day
everyday i hustle
that means everyday is pay day
i ain’t waiting in line
get the f-ck up out my way lame
you do it for the b-tches
but i do cause it’s game day (game day)

[verse 3]
picture me rollin’
it’s picture perfect
in this world of greed, hatred & jealousy
definition of that envy
used to be a “g”
i graduated to a grown man
ain’t got time for diss tracks
blue printing another plan
change my whole style up
everybody looks the same
2012 is here
i be that prophecy in this game
educate the youth
and speak the truth about this mob shit
never change you
on this fabricated dime shit
i hear the rumors dog
i see them haters dog
but i ain’t tripping on these kids
homie f-ck ’em all
i stay beastin’
doc. call it a feastin’
psychosis
soldiers love
swinging up on my [?]
the life i lead
i’m focused through my sessions
the lessons, the positivity
the negative stressin’
my nemesis thuggin’ that depression
mouth full of lies
i don’t pay it any attention

- malow mac lyrics

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