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tiny boost - leaving the game lyrics

[verse 1]
pledge allegiance to the cause
i’m the type to take less and always give ’em more
why you sell it to me cooked if you was really getting raw?
like, d+mn, i thought you was my darg
time to buy a gun, i called you to go halves
got her on the snap, sent a message, made her laugh
now we uptown, looking for a place to park
long story short, i got to spread her legs apart
i ain’t even gon’ front, i was tryna get up in her heart
she ain’t even know that she had me from the start
would you drive when it’s time to wear a mask
and do a quick mazza in a getaway car?
built suttin that can last even when i’m on my last
i don’t know, let me know, is that too much to ask?
everybody got a story but there’s always two parts
it get bl++dy, it get gory, now it’s getting too dark
getting money like mitch when he copped that new saab
look, hundred m dreams in my windscreen
still blowing trees, you know my p ain’t ever been clean
that label say d&g, only slim jeans
coulda did amiri like them but i did me
i’m from the belly of a sick beast
tell the head of the table, “we need to switch seats”
i get in my zone like i’m swizz beatz
[chorus]
gotta get rich and remain heavy
levels to this sh+t, i gotta stay steady
came up off the corner, you already know
standing on my business, using every toe, whoa
ninety+nine problems, never ’bout a b+tch, whoa
ninety+nine problems, time to sell a brick
ten days, new whip, that’s that money mitch
but if i leave the game, i wonder if they’ll love me

[verse 2]
and i don’t know if it’s real love
they gas you up to make you crash then they call you dumb
take suttin from me, i’ma need it back, all in blood
they wanna beef but they forgot what their order was
cah when we bought it to them cowards, they tried call it off
full time job just to walk to the corner shop
n+ggas love to talk a lot, most of them die cah
more time, they weren’t that guy who they thought they was
if you could ask ’em, they would tell it
i was on remand, talking charges with my celly
checked the news, seen my dead dargy on the telly
i was in there for a week like, “how the h+ll you gone already?”
life full of dilemmas, had me feeling like i’m nelly
when i’m sliding with the semi, i be on it like i’m fetty
one eye open but i’m scoring like i’m messi
overseas crib, they cut it lower with machete
[chorus]
gotta get rich and remain heavy
levels to this sh+t, i gotta stay steady
came up off the corner, you already know
standing on my business, using every toe, whoa
ninety+nine problems, never ’bout a b+tch, whoa
ninety+nine problems, time to sell a brick
ten days, new whip, that’s that money mitch
but if i leave the game, i wonder if they’ll love me

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