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matti baybee - what you living for lyrics

[intro: blood money & matti baybee]
(rip blood, rip cap!)
tryna see what we livin’ for
i am sayin’, man i am livin’ for glo
what you livin’ for? we glo’d all up
blood gang, mula gang, n+gga
woo!
rip cap, ayy
gang!

[verse 1: matti baybee]
b+tch i’m livin’ for blood
it get bl++dy hit, b+tch, ain’t no love
all my n+ggas gon’ give me a purp
all designer, i’m fly like a bug
made them racks just to step in the club
fresh as h+ll like i stepped in a tub
wanna talk that’s full of money in my condo
n+ggas k!lled blood money ’cause they know what i know
they know what i was since i was young
i know n+ggas finessin’ the juug
i know n+ggas in front of that judge
i do what i do b+tch you can’t judge
i know n+ggas who stuck in the trap
i know n+ggas who ain’t gotta rap
b+tch, i’m cappin’ and i think that i’m cap
b+tch, i’m cappin’ so i be cap, uh
[bridge: blood money & matti baybee]
wooah, abandoned (n+ggas know that sh+t)
trap house (blood gang n+gga)
trap house (cappin’ n+gga)
glo’d all up
big glo
put the cameras on me, glo gang

[verse 2: blood money]
you can tell opp n+gga look dirty
see the glo n+ggas get nerves
twelve gauges and thirties
twenty five thousands for a version
black steel sh+t still purging
keep dope stash in the torsion
n+gga for a l!ck got guns and bricks
imma leave a n+gga dead no worries
n+gga, i ain’t never been scared
i like bald head p+ssy no hairy (yeah)
big guap on me and bad lil b+tch
she remind me of hally berry
money only thing i’ma marry
got a ak same height as kaykay
on jayjay yall n+ggas look scared

[bridge: blood money]
got me f+cked up
they got me f+cked up man
blood, whoaa
talk to me baby
does any body know
don’t n0body know
[verse 3: capo gbe]
they took big glo, so i don’t know what i am livin’ for (don’t know what i am livin’ for)
they took big glo, so i am runnin’ this sh+t, puttin’ everybody sh+t on the floor (everybody sh+t on the floor)
big glo left me choppas and macs, so what’s up with you n+gga, i am ready for war (n+gga, i’m ready for war)
see a opp, roll on, pull on any n+gga block, let the doors on him (boom boom)
where i am from, in the field, keep ’em poles on ’em (gang)
late night like a high, tryna pour something (gang)
out early, totin’ guns, where birds hummin’ (gang)
shorties hallow 4+7 when the jakes comin’ (4+7)
real n+gga from the streets and i had nothing (nah)
i was into shootin’ guns, wasn’t into hustlin’ (boom boom boom)
and if you run up on the glo, it must be when his top split (nah)
and i ain’t talkin’ makaway’s but we got the hot sh+t (gang, gang)

[outro: capo gbe & blood money]
woo!
glo in heaven big glo
does anybody know?
does anybody know?
gang!

- matti baybee lyrics

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