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marleydontshootem - guap lyrics

[intro]
aye
aye
aye yeah
aye
aye
aye yeah

[verse]
young n-gga bout a check
gotta grind for the money
everybody ain’t your friends
all your homies not your homies
i have people in my face
and i know they really phony
my n-ggas play they stations and i ain’t talking sony
i just push it to the limit
got me feeling like i’m tony
and i’m heading to the top
b-tch i’m out here getting guap
never take no days off
gotta get it non stop
-ss fat when she drop
fake n-ggas just flop
n-ggas mad ’cause i’m out here getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
and i’m screaming f-ck 12
middle finger to the cops
purple mason with the pot
call me kobe with the rock
man my mind is like a money maze all i see is better days
i can’t see no haters cause the money in the way
dope smoke got me lookin like a zombie out the grave
wildin with my noggas and you know the money save
and i might hit a l1ck, all my n-ggas with the sh-ts
my n-ggas keep them dirty sticks, i can’t never trust a b-tch
all these women lined up, bad b-tch waitin list
pockets on ritchie rich, rav simmons be the kiss
people all on the block show me love like money mitch
i’m a starter in the game while you sitting on the bench
your just a toilet seat and i gotta take a sh-t
stuffed crust backwoods
i just made a f-cking hit
cause i’m getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
and i do it non stop
fake n-ggas they just flop
and i’m headed to the top
out here getting to the guap
n-ggas mad cause i’m out here getting to the guap
never take no days off
gotta get it nonstop
middle finger to the cops
purple mixing with the pot
call me kobe with the rock
and she love it when i show her that i’m ballin like the pros
so much money i can’t even fold
playin hard to get, but i know she gonna go
god watching over me but the devil want my soul
catch me cruising switching lanes, gt is what i drove
kush in the air my sh0r- is back
out on south beach
and my b-tch bad too, i call her south beach
i need to see those x’s not tryna hit your mouth piece
i know i’m gonna make it but i know they doubt me
out here getting to the guap
out here getting to the check
i remember seventh grade
middle school tryna flex
had that louis on my legs
polo t, i was fresh
thank you god everyday that i’m blessed
n0body loyal nowadays everybody tryna get finesse
since a youngin always had strived for the best
smoking out the zipper, og, i don’t ever stress
cause i’m getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
out here getting to the guap
fake n-ggas gotta flop
middle finger to the cops
and i’m heading to the top
yeah i’m heading to the top
n-ggas mad cause i’m out here getting to the guap
’cause i’m getting to the guap
yeah i’m getting to the guap

[outro]
aye
aye
aye yeah
aye
aye
aye yeah

- marleydontshootem lyrics

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