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t.f - for the lo lyrics

[intro]
uh, daleon
okay
okay, uh (what up, uce?)

[chorus]
you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the low
i been sliding up in dm’s
i been sliding with the loc’s
i get mine up off the resi’s
i get mine up out the hoe
i get mine up out the gutter
i get mine up off the floor, look
uh, i get mine up off the resi
i get mine up out the hoe
uh, you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the

[verse 1]
you keep talking ’bout big money, well, let’s get it
i grew up with them german shepherds, scary n+ggas
i bet this plain rose rollie paint the picture
i’m having heart, i’m having motion, i get busy
hey look, this sh+t ain’t working out, don’t quit your day job
he selling wet with just his gang ink and his weight on
i kept it solid, did that time and i ain’t say nothing
i kept it solid, did that 5 and she ain’t wait on me, ugh
you keep talking ’bout big money, where it’s at, then?
i used to backdoor n+ggas, now i run through backends
n+ggas scamming, nah i grew up with them crackheads
the homie momma might just pull up with her last ten
watch this, that pillow talking sh+t gon’ have you deep sleep
i booked a n+gga for his rings, yeah that’s a three+peat
i’m from the ghetto but my b+tch look like a riri
shout out to sad, yeah that’s my n+gga, that’s on gc
[chorus]
you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the low
i been sliding up in dm’s
i been sliding with the loc’s
i get mine up off the resi’s
i get mine up out the hoe
i get mine up out the gutter
i get mine up off the floor, look
uh, i get mine up off the resi
i get mine up out the hoe
uh, you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the

[verse 2]
yeah i be talking that big money, i’m from figgside
them folks be watching sh+t so heavy, lens a fisheye
it come to beef then i’m the marble on the ribeye
yeah, that supersport benelli knock a limb off
okay, you hit for all them hundreds, what you did with it?
i blew mine all at the house, that’s how i live with it
look here, i’m married to the streets but f+ck the in+laws
how you get set up out the blue? you must be ray charles
where i just came from + you’ll get peeled for the lo
where i just came from + that’s where real n+ggas go
i know some junkies with some money that’ll k!ll for the poke
i know b+tches you been f+ckin’ taking ten for the lo
[chorus]
you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the low
i been sliding up in dm’s
i been sliding with the loc’s
i get mine up off the resi’s
i get mine up out the hoe
i get mine up out the gutter
i get mine up off the floor, look
uh, i get mine up off the resi
i get mine up out the hoe
uh, you keep talking ’bout big money
i might rob you on the

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