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ro kapone - up the fee lyrics

chorus
had to switch my number up three times in a week
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas i know that they creep
the tables done turned now i got the bag
the only difference is i up the fee
n-ggas was acting real funny but look at god
he removed them n-ggas from my circle
they ain’t wanna see me get money
but there goes to show the devil really out to hurt you

post chorus
i was down bad i was on my d-ck i ain’t have sh-t
looking in the mirror like this what you get
can’t go out bad falling weak ‘bout a b-tch
use to want brick now i just wanna go legit
everybody wanna be a snitch
what you give is what you get
know i’m riding with the stick
can’t get caught slipping who gone be there for my jits

verse 1
i got on my knees an i prayed to god
that’s a conversation i’ma take to the grave
i know he get tired of my lies
but sometimes i get caught in my ways
n-ggas have me feeling my back against the wall
‘cause i don’t know who i can trust
slow down and take my time
i’ve been in a rush
something ‘bout them benjamin’s give me a rush
penitentiary chances
i got three daughters daddy gotta put food in that pantry
i don’t think they understand a n-gga
i hustle like ain’t no tomorrow
don’t have nothing for a n-gga to borrow
i got it all on my own
if he was really yo’ n-gga then he wouldn’t starve ya
the tables done turned now i got the bag
remember how them b-tch -ss n-ggas use to act
i just want a foreign preferably a jag’
i’m in deep in this sh-t it ain’t no turning back
play with my money it’s viewers discretion
jump out dumping ain’t asking no questions
run the streets like the young and the restless
smith and weston’s
been r-t-rded ask my elementary teacher
antisocial don’t get along with people
never bite the hand that feed ya
feds tapping all these phones a n-gga need a beeper
if you hit my line an its bout the money then you know that i’m coming
if the cali plug say its cheaper then i guess i’m going to compton

verse 2
n-ggas unbelievable with all of the rumors they spread
won’t be satisfied until they see a n-gga dead
narcotics got meds hope i don’t go fed
who am i to trust?
these b-tches tell you they love you just to get in ya head
but the crazy thing is i told her the same thing just to get in her bed
michael myers in the trap i just made a k!lling
i woke up with a wonderful feeling
n-ggas telling i don’t want no dealings
banana on the rifle don’t make me peel it
n-ggas ain’t wanna see me get no money
i finally got right now the plug acting funny
you a trip you clumsy
yo’ b-tch getting too attached told her not to get comfy
at the end of the day
i get on my knees an i pray
i asked god to me who real
an i asked god to show me who fake
n-ggas’ll snake a n-gga in the blind
my n-gga what’s really going through yo’ mind
right or wrong my n-gga i’m right here every time
n-ggas still find a way to stab you in the spine
i had to organize my circle
the first mother f-cker you show a lil love be the first mother f-cker to hurt ya
you can’t get no money without one of these mother f-ckers plotting on ya murder
popped a perky i’m geeking like urkel
when you down an out
that’s when they turn they back on a n-gga an desert ya

- ro kapone lyrics

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