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reem da illist - best friend lyrics

“kevin this is nice!”

[chorus:]

i get what i want when i need it, (oouu)
if i don’t want it i don’t see it, (oouu)
a duffle bag full of paper, (stack)
i’m fitna spread it on the table, (spread on the table)
i call the money my homie, (yea)
i call the money my dog, (for sho)
i call the money my best friend, (woa)
it don got me thru it all yea
i get what i want
if i don’t want it i don’t see it, (no)
a duffle bag full of paper, (stack)
i’m fitna spread it on the table, (weww)
i call the money my homie, (yea)
i call the money my dog, yea, (yea)
i call the money my best friend, (woa)
it don got me thru it all yea

[verse:]

i’m feeling hot, motivated, (woa)
i’m f+cking wit’ this b+tch, she know we related
but i’m throwing a whole stack on the table
i’m out here tryna get me a label
she be actin’ buijee, know she be stashing
every time we get the beefing, we clashing
young n+gga tryna but me a mansion
i just be stuntin’, no flexing and flashing
aye, youngin’ pull up in designer
looking for balenci, can’t find em
i’m throwing ones at that hoe
she picking it up, she know i’m a real n+gga you know
never take no one for granted
i’m loving the gift that i’m handed
i’m on a come up, and i’m tryna get to them bands
as soon as i’m landing
i’m wit’ my n+gga finesse gang
we knocking them out like we boxing
all these fake nigas really copping
i shut the door, take the key and i lock it, (yea)
yea the money get me thru the hard times
remember them days wit’ the street crimes
was never out tryna get dimes
but i might have to do it just one time
[chorus:]

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