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mdotformayor - the pie lyrics

feat. mibbs & add-2

just a moment i’ve been gone but now, baby, it’s on
i’m on my own clocking, i know that i take too long
got b-tches calling me soft, haters say we fell off
but they know that nothing pops in a town if we not involved
keep my mouth shut and got my eyes open
i’m tryna help you out like ‘hey, you’re fly’s open’
i’m tired of bogus n-gg-s getting by with bogus sh-t
like it’s inspiring when that sh-t sound like some bobby rosen sh-t
we’re back on our grind, i set rappers on my mind
i go dash all on your back and i go past you double time
i’m 100 miles and running, working like a husband
doing absolutely fine, now i’m working on my stomach
independent rapping and i’m working with a budget
bust it open like the stock market and watch your money plummet
f-ck it, n-gg-s gotta fry, snitches gotta die
give it up, give it up, give it up the pie

i’m just tryna get my hustle and my money right
i’m tryna get my hustle and my money right
here come that, here come that, here come that cash
here come that, i got wax out my -ss
here come that, here come that, here come that cash
here come that, i got wax out my -ss

woke up to the dollar bills with a foreign b-tch in them prada heels
all i think about is getting to it, only real n-gg-s how i feel
b-tch, get some act right, i’m busy getting my cash right
hustle hard in my past life, i ain’t slept since last night
i’m going, going, going, going hard till i flat line
neck working on the golf course, n-gg- i’m on my back nine
just landed in turkey
yeah, n-gg-, i’m that fly
purple label, tailored shoes, i’m some hot g with a black tie
god d-mn it, i’m neck high, try to get my racks high
i don’t trust n-body, i see everything like a black lie
zero to a hero, nothing towards something
acting like de niro, my hugo looking lovely
i’m looking for them b-tches with their own sh-t
yeah, i’m ’bout that dough, you can tell by this, go
you can tell by my clothes, holly sh-t, i’m fresh to death
god bless my soul

i say i’m back and here we go on that trap and rap
tryna make a crack that we living in a trap
we just tryna make hits like a n-gg- with a bat
and y’all don’t run, sh-t, you get fat
yeah, man, y’all i mean, i mean business
matter fact i be on that dough like a jehovah’s witness
but they sad when they hear a n-gg- spit
but they sad when a n-gg- get rich
money, money, money, money make the world go round
i’m getting mine so you better get yours
mind sharper than a switch blade
and i’m insane in the membrane
and i’m sitting by fly, one way, matter with a plane
taking off like a sick day
what? no days off, no days off, keep ’em in line
we stayed up, i just play hard at the play offs
then i kill them off like adolf, thinking y’all n-gg-s like made off
singing ac ago, a wrap up band the way we go
yeah, we go, the way we flow, tell me when i go like e for all
mibbs in here, check, dot in here, check, i’m add-2, i’m on my sh-t like a to do list
all i get is, well you know

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