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thomas hazey - a nigger's request lyrics

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oh lord, please don’t let the city forget you
at times i get anxious – you know that i’m just a stressed dude
i’m fatigued at the thought of what it means to be successful

bout to get a degree, but this corporate life is just less cool
money and some hoes – i want all the sh-t that the gents do
i’ll be glad to a part of a circle that’s influential
forgive me, i make mistakes like the fingertips of pencil

we were in fashion like tyra banks and a dress code
it’s 2017, we want all my women in less clothes
the bottom of a bottle, you know exactly where stress go
the body of a model, she’ll prove to me that’s she special

oh lord, don’t let my n-ggers around me tell me i’m jaded
on top of this request, i just ask that i could be famous
get faded, thanks to hands of a barber whose blades are stainless
and when it comes to the outfit, i pray my swag is latest
and even if i’m wack, i just pray i’m dope with the cadence

more beamers and bentley’s inside garages
regardless of circ-mstances, i pray i remain heartless
gotta keep up the image of always being the hardest
so when i’m back in the hood, i know n-ggers will never start sh-t

peter parker stuck in a web of lies
little whatever, you in need of a better disguise
i want all the good and the bad that’s under the skies
i been on some trips, check the bags that’s under my eyes
i’m hazey

[hook]
money, hoes – thats a n-gga’s request (repeat x2)
no love in my chest, that’s a n-gga’s request

i want some money, hoes – that’s a n-gga’s request [hazey]

brandneweable, that’s a n-gga’s request (repeat)

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