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sq lac - topic lyrics

thought i wouldn’t win, now look at their faces
i got them p-ssed, now they can’t say sh-t
now look, a b-tch can’t get any favors
i only chase paper and y’all do not favor
dressed in designer, my labels the latest
if you throw dirt to shine then we’re making you famous
f-ck all your love, we know that you’re faking
f-ck all that love, i want you to hate me
i’m out my body
they done got me started
young n-gga balling i’m all-in
racks on me
now anything that i want, i bet i cop it
everybody trying to clone me and they copy
i set the bar and they’re mad they can’t top it
your jealousy made me the topic

don’t make me aim where you’re at
those n-ggas ain’t where we at
gone have to live what you’re singing in them raps
if he’s lame and he’s cap
leave his brain in his lap
if we ain’t cool then play it like that
we ain’t no fool, you hate i’m the man
stop holding on to things in the past
it ain’t my fault, you can’t blame me you’re whack
look like it’s close til you check the stats
look like my clothes til you check the tags
they’re looking like hoes, better not brag
if i look she gone go if i hit her back
now she wants to wine dine in public
told her i ain’t got time girl i’m hustlin
now she wants to keep frowning for something
f-ck you, you wouldn’t be around here for nothing
i came from the field and the jungle
that’s why the real feel all my struggle
i keep dripping i should get a plumber
the room litty if i lift my arm up
want to join sq let me see you hustle
let me see can the general trust you
promise me you won’t steal from your brother
had some n-ggas i’ll k!ll, i told i love them

this was on purpose dawg, this ain’t no magic
i made it urgent that i got to have it
knew i didn’t serve them, that ain’t how it’s handled
knew i deserved it but had to demand it
too fly for earth, out of place on this planet
been the man since birth, you would think that i planned it
when i was hurting i knew i couldn’t go and panic
f-ck what you heard man they didn’t understand me
young n-gga been the topic
getting to the racks, can’t n0body guard me
but he barely raps, how he keep on coppin’
i think he trap but we just ain’t really caught him

too much drip, somebody fix the faucet
got your b-tch and the whip both topless
diamonds like tvs no cable
that’s why i told these n-ggas don’t watch me
money talk why you over there arguing
broke n-gga sport, boy you need a sponsor
sq again f-ckin up the party
they in all camo lookin like the army
told my n-ggas that this was our season
let them throw salt, that makes me more seasoned
want attention then pay for a feature
i don’t feel you but you got to stop reaching

- sq lac lyrics

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