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numbers, ty writer, and ben king - fourteen lyrics

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verse 1
riding in the civic, windows tinted

riding with no license, n-gga f-ck a ticket

14, f-ck you mean

get this cash by any means, heard jason sell that to the fiends

with chris, the first time sipping lean i miss

i couldn’t make the team, you diss

the last thing that you’ll see is this

mama smell it on me, i was with the homies

nothing bout us holy, pockets swole like brolly

nothing in my belly, troy loan me his h-lly

nothing you could tell me, b-tch don’t hit my celly

hungry as f-ck, all up on me gave her something suck

n-ggas owe me, pay me back or get rushed

shout out to tony, bought us chicken and lunch

score with a goalie, b-tch i’m still good as f-ck

they thought i was missing, i’m all in my bag, i don’t care about b-tches

i’m beating yo -ss if you think something different

they thought i was trash now they say they was tripping

yeah they say they was tripping

beating yo -ss if you say something different

n-gga don’t listen

hook:

i don’t need accomplishment to know i’m poppin’ b-tch

i been out there with the n-ggas that be out there poppin’ sh-t

i told her i don’t need no co-sign, co-sign

f-ck n-ggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

i don’t need accomplishment to know i’m poppin’ b-tch

i been out there with the n-ggas that be out there poppin’ sh-t

i told her i don’t need no co-sign, co-sign

f-ck n-ggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

verse 2:

i’ve been out here for a minute

if you start it i’m a finish

saw my dad inside the kitchen, f-ck

he was sweating, he was itching, man

told me tyler don’t be snitching

withdrawals, the wipe give her whiplash

now she say that she p-ssed off and i don’t need a f-cking therapist

born to die and i scared of sh-t

sis was living in a hotel right next to the marriott

family time i never cherished it

shared a bed that sh-t embarr-ssing
blew the money he inherited

oh, tyler keep it cool, heart big like the moon

ain’t no silver spoon, lived with mom in the apartments then we moved

car got blown up, mom said god my boy so grown up

said i won’t cry when grandma die, then she did i’m bout to throw up

i can’t breath can’t open my eyes, want to die got so high don’t know what

the f-ck just happen, sold one pack know they think i’m trapping

they be lying man i swear they capping, check yo watch my time so tragic (ah yeah)

hook

i don’t need accomplishment to know i’m poppin’ b-tch

i been out there with the n-ggas that be out there poppin’ sh-t

i told her i don’t need no co-sign, co-sign

f-ck n-ggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

i don’t need accomplishment to know i’m poppin’ b-tch

i been out there with the n-ggas that be out there poppin’ sh-t

i told her i don’t need no co-sign, co-sign

f-ck n-ggas playing both sides, two hoes they both mine, yeah

- numbers ty writer and ben king lyrics

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