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sincerest don - frustrated lyrics

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(intro)
y’all n+ggas gotta stop putting me in the conversation with these other rappers man
enough is a fu+king nuff

frustrated, now i’m lacking patience
rap game full of cupcakes
i touched weight
i ain’t shy away
i was riding round wit a pie baked
b+tch left me wit the stale face
so i put her friend on layaway
foul play, when my dawg left
say he blew his face wit mossbird
rich sniffed the wrong product n+gga
left the whole hood wit sum loss words
we was thick as thieves down p.o.d
it was b.g. & ace too
seen my first rock out the cport
bruh daddy cooked it
in our face too
you ain’t taking risk
you n+ggas cheap scapes
i was taking trips to gеt lead+way
arguments wit the middlе man
dos jumped in
just to mediate
i was taking ls
i’m a real boss
been responsible for my teammates
it’s rented when i’m on the interstate
or my b+tch driving for a blue face
vacuum sealers in each 7 city
i done told you n+ggas you ain’t fckin wit me
pumping iron, 2 45’s
n+gga & i ain’t talking 225
rrap sh+t jii do or die
so if ion make it
tthen it’s suicide how you spittin
but don’t live that, say u sold what?
n+gga k!ll that
flippin p’s was like meal prep
tallahassee t, got real rep
got real rep
n+ggas can’t jump in my lane
what drought n+gga?!?
what’s clout n+gga
pitched on the mound
remained stout wit it
i+85, if im south with it
nearly julio, for a ground ticket
tunnel vision, for a missing ceiling
tthis rags 2 riches, 4 who had to risk it
sorority sisters, price tag was christians
ruth chris two a days, but i had to hit em
my partner down, say he had to risk it
told em sit tight, we goin handle business
switched t+shirts, if you know you know
and sh+t here, ain’t for the faint hearted
50gs, like oval teen, imma p+ss 3 in my sleep regardless
shoe boxes, just dirty money
wit a jealous b+tch in her 20 somethings
catching boards on the backends, double double
i’m andre drummond, but i can shoot too
wit the trey deuce, r.i.p. simp
straight bulletproof, screws lose
since my last b+tch, now it’s straight hustle
all cash flips, we was down bad
onna air mattress, now choosing spots on the atlas…!



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