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scotty – round dis mfkr lyrics

i had to represent my city
still in the great road
i’m ’bout to hear this sh-t
i know you tired

still smoke up
not under, i’m not that type of n-gg-

gotta play on the other line
all i had to be loud,
and hold on bubu i’ma grind
let me get it real, i woke up like i’m on the clock
first i burn my tea, second get my fit,
verb count my stack on many street
heard my name poppin’ off a lot
some of y’all ain’t soul livin’ .. is believe in me
thug it all of this dough,
even mention me, would a cope kid,
gotta deal that would .. independent sh-t
on a mill, i’m so hungary, stomach grinding you, unfernesing that
say she front the kay that got the didgets i’m undressing it
soulful early things giving is that dressing in,
i see may no tod be blessing it,
4-4 i lay my head, f-ck the tone focus in the past
on the present problem remicent, yeah i’m ’bout to care
why ain’t wanna they will call and .. is the poking at to me
with my silly wide open boy i’m ’bout to put it

hook:
uh, make you believe round dis mother-cker
they talking crazy round dis mother-cker
i’m ’bout to splash round dis mother-cker
y’all gonna make me show my black -ss mother-cker.
make em believe round dis mother-cker
they talking crazy round dis mother-cker
i’m ’bout to splash round dis mother-cker
y’all gonna make me show my black -ss mother-cker.

learn to listen it, they’ll gonna know is hate and you’re stressing it
got my own problem i confessing it
if you spend your time and your attention on your business and your pity
you’re gonna probably be your .., you should rethink your intentions
make some sacrifice, struggle i’ma sober,
like it’s promise it, take me off the negative,
pull me where the comas at,
heard and talking crazy ’bout my city like my city
they ain’t heard me at, it’s okay, i’ve been on my..
be my hustler, i’ve been on top of you
they gonna hear for me, gotta on .. these n-gg-s and the end of streets
i didn’t miss a state, everybody do whatever for the lu
i don’t got some dough, you can check all
check stacks check, uh.
you day you ballin’ like an aflee,
we never see you that’s a fact sh-t
tell the n-gg- take a back seat,
sick of all these n-gg-s and you rap
tell em these n-gg-s.

- scotty lyrics

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