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paydro - street blessings lyrics

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money in bundles
i got that bag they hoping i fumble
my young n+ggas hungry they hoppin in vans
and pullin down on you

my neck phenomena, dem diamonds be dancing they be performing
i’m sh+ttin no charmin but not like the fugees k!llin em softly
lane switching in that big body
still hang with n+ggas got big bodies

you don’t like me that’s a big probably
and it might be over a b+tch probably
still front line when them l!cks callin
brought one brick and put a six on it

like a spoiled ass lil brat sh+t , a n+gga had to throw a fit on it
sh+t i’m big homie to the big homies
still looking like a brick on me
coke still got the fish on it, fn with the stick on it

maserati with the kit on it, broke conversations i’m stiff on em
why the f+ck you keep callin my phone
i know what you mean
i can’t do sh+t like that

if it ain’t bout no money ion even wanna talk about that sh+t
ya hear me
i’m tryin get me some mo
i done been broke before

ain’t like how it feel to be broke, so i sold plenty of dope
money on overload
like i been printing the dough
get em by truck loads and when they come thru

it be print on that dope
ballin out for no reason, weather bad switch seasons
beans on me like easter my phone drilling off pieces
used to pull up in caprices, now i pull up on beamers

with a bank roll and a beeper, make them haters some believers
boy i’m just fine ice ion see the time
make it rain in g5 money long like vine
water whippin on the fire when i’m whippin this fire
fly sh+t is my attire, if she don’t like it i’ll buy her
(aite aite)
ion wish i got is for my n+ggas to be free (free em)
all these d+mn f+ck boys tryin trick me off the streets (see em)

all these d+mn haters i feel like they the police
all rats gotta die i got my blessings out the street

- paydro lyrics

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