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quin nfn - just getting by lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
huh, huh, bow, bow
huh, huh
yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
ain’t talk to judge no budge i’ma lie under oath
right or wrong i’ma stand on this sh+t that i quote (d+mn)
they ain’t foreal when they making them posts
i was broke couldn’t imagine me losin’ my home
losing my head i don’t know who to trust
i stood for hours to wait on the bus
i turn 42 hundred dollars to runtz got it all off of rap
i ain’t pullin’ no stunts
i got the spot that they ain’t passin’ up
claim that he have him but ain’t have enough (ain’t have him)
the feds steady givin’ these n+ggas a deal
i’ma stay out the way ’cause it ain’t adding up
what you know ’bout the loss tryna say you a leader
they really just mad ’cause i’m feedin’ my pеople
i let them sеarch everything in the car
they ain’t find none but hoes and a little bit of reefa
don’t play with the equal my face still encrazed
lost every patna’ i’m still living life man (gone)
no need for a lazer we shootin’ precise (pew, pew, pew)
they know the quimby i’m point like a knife
i’m lot from the block you could tell i done prospered
i hate a hoe that let everybody knock her (she young)
she got the clap like
and ain’t ever seen dog her
bake him a cake might throw him a party for real
i can’t help but to try to get even (b+tch)
i ain’t go lie i done took a few l’s in the streets
but it’s smoke every time n+ggas see me
my heart made a goal but it’s cold like a penguin
i leave n+ggas rats they just don’t got a reason (huh, d+mn)
i’m a boss man up nieman’s (ha)
diamonds on me got a cheeser (b+tch)
i put a 30 ball up for this coupe
go to the kid get him whooped for a suit
i made a valor speak nothing but the truth
i left a mark when i walked out the booth
you n+ggas never seen n0body die
lil’ n+ggas tellin’ then everybody shoot
i feel my granny look down from the sky
she kept it real like she know how to do
she fell in love with a thug
i suit up and take a b+tch right to the hood huh
n+ggas go making them statements
get down on them streets like everything good huh
don’t respect misunderstanding’s
’cause everything supposed to be still over stood huh
this right here is a h+llcat
yo’ n+ggas drivin’ the engine that could huh
standing on business don’t know how to lect’
that n+gga broke he don’t know how to grind
first thing first i’ma get to the rest
give a f+ck ’bout a image slang ’em some mind
blue face rollie call it guacamole
i bought me a trophy it took me some time (ha)
i was 16 when they threw me a six figure deal
flew me out tryna get me to sign
she wanna f+ck on the top dog
gave her the hotdog
i’m tryna hit from behind
they tryna copy the sh+t that i make
if you wanna go up get a different design
her baby daddy a rapper but when i come clappin’
she only want listen to mine
n+ggas be actin’ like they have emotion
but they really broke and they just getting by
[outro]
d+mn n+gga
ain’t getting broke and they just getting high
n+gga you broke how the f+ck you getting high

- quin nfn lyrics

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