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matt - okay lyrics

woke with a mill in the bank
that sh-t was not in my plan
bed with a girl on each side
yeah, i just know i’m the man
too many girls in my yard
lines are racked up with my card
driving the lads at like eighty and i just jumped out of my car
d-mn, i need a new whip
applause when i walk on the strip
got all my mates to defend me yet i’m keeping twelve in the clip
some of these mandem dont like me i’m taking that sh-t in my stride
i did a full line of c0ke and that sh-t just f-cked up my life

they calling me crazy
these rappers dont phase me
the girlies embrace me
man, i’m feeling amazing

as long as i keep on my feet
i keep on making these beats
my brothers keep rocking with me i keep em armed to the t–th
people got problems with me, then these people get sprayed
putting a hole in your chest g
you b-tches got played
see me in the streets or
see me in the mall
as quick as these rappers are coming up
i’m k!lling them all

i’m ballin ballin ballin ballin
what you looking at
you b-tches be stalling
i’m robbing a bank and
i just got away
you get in my way g
you b-tches get sprayed

rolling in a merc thats murky my mans got the guns out
looking down on the strip
making them streets loud
fill them b-tches with gun holes
making them guns pow
blue lights cars gone
now its just cop sounds
looking out on the strip
eyes out for police though
mans got watchers on the blinds
looking out the window
tumble that stash and flip it
make more dough like
planning this attack in advance
making things go right
i just burst down the doors to the concert doors off the hinges sh-t thats mad
robbing a man and taking him hostage cash and grab
man i’m bad
this sh-ts gone mad
now i’m stood here telling this whole world to kiss my -ss
like

woke with a mill in the bank
that sh-t was not in my plan
bed with a girl on each side
yeah, i just know i’m the man
too many bodies in my crib
too many bags that need flipped
why you keep talking
i’m sick and tired of sh-t

you listening to me, you listen the best
look at me now
i’m wearing a vest
first chance you get, you get a hole in your chest
someones at my door
f-ck, i’m under arrest

- matt lyrics

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