moneybagg yo – they say lyrics
[intro]
(turn me up, yc)
(skydiddy)
look at bagg, think he puttin’ on
he really ain’t that hard, i just like a couple songs
he only make music if it’s a social media trend
heard they ain’t did sh+t to the n+ggas ‘posed to k!ll his friends
he rich enough to drop a bag, why they ain’t up the score?
that n+gga ain’t livin’ gangster, he just rappin’, cb4
you see he left his baby mama for that ig ho
is all that true? (somebody told me that sh+t, i don’t know)
stop goin’ off what they say, n+gga
[chorus]
they talk about you when you got a name (that’s the game)
soon as you get some money, they gon’ say you changed (for some fame)
at first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (went our separate ways)
k!lled my lil’ dawg and that sh+t broke my heart (life ain’t been the same)
stand on my ten everywhere i go (‘where i go)
today might be that day, n+gga, you never know (never know)
went around the world and put on for my hood (walker home)
once i get my word, then it’s overstood
[verse 1]
hard to stay focus at the same time handle this smoke (balance)
can’t get tricked out this sh+t, some years ago i was just poor
you ain’t even know, i was on go
could’ve lost it all, never lost hope
lately, i be fresh and i don’t even post
i’m a beast, but, they callin’ me a g.o.a.t. (bagg)
f+ck ’round get yo’ feelings hurt, stick yo’ nose in my business (n+gga)
how you mad ’bout my decision? i don’t need no supervision (at all)
you can’t name no n+gga that done this sh+t like i done did it (i’ll wait)
jumped in the game with no feelings, still ain’t got love for n+ggas
i’m loaded, one+point+five, count through it sittin’ on the floor (right now, right now)
just added on some more, for sure
i was stackin’ up, went ghost
eight+figure n+gga, now, i used to have insufficient funds
i’m smokin’ gumbo with this b+tch, this sh+t k!llin’ her lungs
don’t want no handshake, that’s fake, i better not hug a n+gga
you could be doin’ everything right, they still gon’ judge a n+gga (f+ck ’em)
gon’ keep a gun on me for life, i ain’t tryna wrestle with ya (period)
know i’m f+cked up, you see a cup every time i take a picture (serious)
that drink on me bad (wock’)
‘member they put me last (dumbass)
n+ggas snakin’, so, three times a week i cut my grass (low)
just ‘case it get ugly (what?), you gotta keep somethin’ stashed (how much?)
it ain’t sh+t to post no money, there go five hundred cash (catch up)
sendin’ messages through my n+gga, she miss me real bad (haha)
misery love company, she callin’ from my past (h+llo?)
tryna reach out to me (uh+uh)
b+tch, you gotta book me (rockstar)
two, three million just in jewelry, you can’t overlook me
even if you tired, ayy
[chorus]
they talk about you when you got a name (that’s the game)
soon as you get some money, they gon’ say you changed (for some fame)
at first we was locked in, but then we grew apart (went our separate ways)
k!lled my lil’ dawg and that sh+t broke my heart (life ain’t been the same)
stand on my ten everywhere i go (‘where i go)
today might be that day, n+gga, you never know (never know)
went around the world and put on for my hood (walker home)
once i get my word, then it’s overstood
[verse 2]
renamed and orchestrated the brand, they tried to infiltrate
you might be bread gang, but you ain’t loaf boys
if all else fails, i still got re+up money in the floorboards
spent yours impressin’ hoes, now you ain’t got sh+t to show for it (makin’ no noise)
i’m knowin’ you n+ggas don’t f+ck with me, i don’t f+ck with you either (likewise)
i don’t owe you n+ggas nothin’, i met you through my people (my n+ggas)
ice on me like glaciers, light up like a strip in vegas
vv hit like lasers, i got commas, punctuation (pages)
pockets fat, my dreads nappy
on the four, i’m real cranky
over here, who said i can’t be?
truth be told, you n+ggas prankin’
better not leave yo’ car runnin’, they boppin’ in the city (memphis)
pop my sh+t, i’m gettin’ it (gave it)
twist yo’ block, we spinnin’ (sprayed it)
go, too much tension in the street, that’s why these bodies pilin’ (up)
all black that blackout, three hundred cars, a moment of silence (shh)
you probably heard that money changed him, he just make it look good
you probably heard that he a ho and can’t go back to his hood (never)
meanwhile, i’m pourin’ fours up (daily)
they gon’ talk about you whether you doin’ good or bad (whatever)
i rather pull off in a foreign and leave ’em in the past (skrrt)
y’all know my heart, if i f+ck with you, i give you my last
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