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sha hef - m.p.r. lyrics

(produced by otavi locke)

[hook x8]
i gotta get it, money, power, respect, n-gg-

[verse]
opiates seeping through my pores while i’m flooring it
no stash box for the glock, my lap where i’m storing it
used to move weight through the country but now we touring it
activis drought, but still i’m pouring it
had a hunnit fifty pints tucked in the back of ya baby mother brib
you can’t compare me to nothing, i’m on some other sh-t
you meet the b-tch and you cuff her, that danny glover sh-t
we pop some pills then we f-cking, that xanny lover sh-t
i play the block with my youngins, they on that thirsty sh-t
but cool, calm, and collected, tucking them thirty clips
do what i say, they just waiting to twerk them dirty sticks
my fit cost me two thousand, but got on dirty kicks
f-ck all that birdy sh-t, n-gg-, i got like four jacks
and even when it’s a shaky day, they make forty racks
in highschool me and nox was trapping out four acts
and even then it was nothing to let that four clap
but now i’m tryna get my act together
in the booth now, tryna get my raps together
but it’s obvious that n-gg-s gotta pack berettas
cause these f-ck n-gg-s like to roll in packs together
but they don’t know, a n-gg- like me been ready to die
i don’t give a f-ck, higher than jesus, ready to fly
‘lotta n-gg-s wanna put they hands on me, but never tried
cause a n-gg- know, they put they hands on me they gon’ fry

[hook x8]
i gotta get it, money, power, respect, n-gg-

- sha hef lyrics

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