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the minorities - shaw river lyrics

[intro]
oh this n+gga mark made this sh+t?

[chorus: jason]
off top, why she give me top, she think it’s strange
when i said that i’ll make you mine, ho i was playing
i don’t love you, just love my mama, and i love the game
916 to 209, they know my name
y’ain’t ready, they ain’t on this level, stay in your lane
i don’t talk, i don’t speak about it, i don’t say a thing
there’s a difference, you see it clear, we not the same
don’t gotta brag even though i’m in my bag

[verse 1: jason]
we some cali n+ggas, no weed smoke, better free throw
bad b+tch, j+lo from the east coast
talkin’ ’bout it, no we don’t, we somе quiet n+ggas
pull up to the party quick, start a riot n+gga
northside, cali n+gga whеre my back at
seen lil bae look in my eyes, tell me smack that
pulling on her hair like i’m tryna see where her tracks at
oh you want the b+tch? well you can have her back

[pre+chorus: jason]
ay, coast to coast
in my bag, we do the most
get your girl, then we ghost
you tryna keep up, i can see that y’all ain’t close
[chorus: jason]
off top, why she give me top, she think it’s strange
when i said that i’ll make you mine, ho i was playing
i don’t love you, just love my mama, and i love the game
916 to 209, they know my name
y’ain’t ready, they ain’t on this level, stay in your lane
i don’t talk, i don’t speak about it, i don’t say a thing
there’s a difference, you see it clear, we not the same
you+you+you see it clear, we not the same (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: zeb]
rose gold leather watch on my left hand
it’s f+ck a b+tch, i ain’t really in no romance
can’t trust a soul, been betrayed by my own fam
circle small, h+lla hate from my own friends
been a loner, but she feeling like i’m famous
old b+tches in they feelings, always stalking all my pages
stack my money to the ceiling, save it all and act broke
b+tches praying that i save them, reaching for my light bulb
but it’s bad, she up on the pole with h+lla ass
tryna twerk and make some money, sold her soul chasing the bag
this sh+t is cold, b+tches with no soul be h+lla bad
gotta watch who you trust, your closest friends be wearing masks
n+ggas fake, roadtrips, we be state+to+state
shooting films and making movies, f+cking groupies, running plays
yeah ok, i just put a milly in the bank
yeah the b+tches love the fame but the money make ’em stay
[chorus: jason]
off top, why she give me top, she think it’s strange
when i said that i’ll make you mine, ho i was playing
i don’t love you, just love my mama, and i love the game
916 to 209, they know my name
y’ain’t ready, they ain’t on this level, stay in your lane
i don’t talk, i don’t speak about it, i don’t say a thing
there’s a difference, you see it clear, we not the same
don’t gotta brag even though i’m in my bag

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