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remtrex - rents due lyrics

[chorus]
i need to pay my rent so on this track, i’ma go harder
girl don’t keep that kid, i ain’t no father
i wear raxz even in my crib, i got no prada
small in person but my heart is so larger
i heard that n+gga sung his heart out like a soap opera
girl what kinda head’s this? you need to blow harder
my cunch line made bare racks with no drama
ran the country like barack, mr obama

[verse]
my n+ggas beef my n+ggas, it’s a known saga
so much in+house beef and we all tote lavas
all my interviews with the pigs have been ‘no comments’
he snitches so much, as a kid i know he told mama
too many snitch, i hope a car does roll on ya
then wind the window down and hang out with a pole on ya
i sip hennessy and wray, not no lager
before my first time in jail, i was so marga
i usеd to bang up with my tech but with no charger
i feel like i’m losing rеspect cause i’m so karma
don’t make me shave up heads like a known barber
free my n+gga j force, that’s my known partner
them man are dry, coming like they don’t know palmer
sh+t, i need to pay this rent, i need to go harder
guess i need to blow up this track like a known bomber
kam made a hard diss track but mine’s so harder
plus he’s a fed and a rat and a known copper
he was the guy as a kid who told mama
i used to get rid of birds like an old farmer
dealing with so much devils, just like old gunna
everyone’s fake nowadays with no honour
“oi remtrex is sh+t”, so’s your mama
them man are useless, just like an old one+er
my cousin rm’s blowing up, he’s a cold gunner
when my girl’s mad, there’s nothing that won’t calm her
you got me and i got your back and i won’t harm ya
my spotify listeners are whack so here’s more product
fans better stream more tracks then i won’t rob yous
and f+ck your stupid show, we’re the show stoppers
when we come through, we just blow, we ain’t door knockers
i used to clean up on these streets like floor moppers
them man are sniffed up dudes and coke whoppers
f+ck the police, tryna come with road blockers
this car’s not in my name and there’s no loggers
their money moves so slow like old joggers
i was watching the film ‘blow’, getting slow toppers
i hope my rent gets paid cause my flow’s bonkers
whack mine, will whack yours like we’re playing old conkers
but this kinda whacking would take the soul off yous
whack man on sight, public are turning jaw droppers
not just my rent from this track, i want more profit
cause look how hard i just went, i just tore off it
them man ain’t tryna k!ll each other, they’re just corn swapping
cause in that boot out, there was no ligament torn off it
[chorus]
i need to pay my rent so on this track, i’ma go harder
girl don’t keep that kid, i ain’t no father
i wear raxz even in my crib, i got no prada
small in person but my heart is so larger
i heard that n+gga sung his heart out like a soap opera
girl what kinda head’s this? you need to blow harder
my cunch line made bare racks with no drama
ran the country like barack, mr obama

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