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tripstar - 2 many lyrics

[intro]
(flexin’ on that b+tch, hold up)
(foreverolling)
woah

[chorus]
yeah, used to sell all of the dope off the motorola, you could tell i was focused
and we got too many pounds in the spot, ain’t nowhere to walk, you gotta watch where you goin’, woah
yeah, shut the f+ck up, get a four+hour flight, get it cheap ’cause i know where i’m goin’
i beat the pack, i done trapped me a leg and an arm, i keep the bomb like saddam, yeah
twenty+four hours, i’m workin’ my sack, gotta sell every crumb
first of the month, workin’ my wrist, gotta smoke me a hundred+fifty+dollar blunt
it’s the first of the month, thеy gon’ give me they script, thеy gon’ give me the drank, they gon’ give me the pills
workin’ the pot and i’m workin’ the seal
couple of months, i done made me a mil’

[verse 1]
woah, put it in sport, i hit the highway, i do like a hundred or somethin’, woah
i met my connect in the middle of nowhere, he told me he got me for life outta nowhere
whip, whippin’ it, cookin’ it, i got some dope on my watch
automatic and standard the glock
da+dancin’ on top of the work, do the milly rock, woah
i be tryna do right, but the streets, they be callin’ me, bad b+tches stalkin’ me
i got givenchy all over me, diamonds from jewelry unlimited, you know that’s all over me, woah
walk out the jewelry store, i got a pole
they callin’ my phone, but they already gone
just made an m, soon as it clear, i’m comin’ right back for my n+gga in the morn’, woah
[chorus]
yeah, used to sell all of the dope off the motorola, you could tell i was focused
and we got too many pounds in the spot, ain’t nowhere to walk, you gotta watch where you goin’, woah
shut the f+ck up, get a four+hour flight, get it cheap ’cause i know where i’m goin’
i beat the pack, i done trapped me a leg and an arm, i keep a bomb like saddam, yeah
twenty+four hours, i’m workin’ my sack, gotta sell every crumb
first of the month, workin’ my wrist, gotta smoke me a hundred+fifty+dollar blunt
it’s the first of the month, they gon’ give me they script, they gon’ give me the drank, they gon’ give me the pills
workin’ the pot and i’m workin’ the seal
couple of months, i done made me a mil’

[verse 2]
woah, outta sight, outta mind, bro told me go get the audemars
and i get too many bands, get another spot
jump out the urus, go get me another car
you shoppin’ at sears, i’m rockin’ gallery dept
i made too many plays in them apartments
ride in the long+sleeve, plenty choppers
i work the whole street, what’s the problem?
i told ’em break it down, get it dollar for dollar
gotta get all them pounds out the crate, need a dolly
i chuck up the five, they callin’ me charlie
i’m in the kitchen, you know that’s my office
yeah, do no talkin’
my young n+ggas, they do no talkin’, they walkin’, they walkin’, woah
glad they ain’t got to my car, they told me slide in sport, woah
[chorus]
yeah, used to sell all of the dope off the motorola, you could tell i was focused
and we got too many pounds in the spot, ain’t nowhere to walk, you gotta watch where you goin’, woah
shut the f+ck up, get a four+hour flight, get it cheap ’cause i know where i’m goin’
i beat the pack, i done trapped me a leg and an arm, i keep a bomb like saddam, yeah
twenty+four hours, i’m workin’ my sack, gotta sell every crumb
first of the month, workin’ my wrist, gotta smoke me a hundred+fifty+dollar blunt
it’s the first of the month, they gon’ give me they script, they gon’ give me the drank, they gon’ give me the pills
workin’ the pot and i’m workin’ the seal
couple of months, i done made me a mil’

[outro]
woah
yeah, couple of months, i done made me a mil’
‘fore the deal, i had a quarter mil’, yeah, for real
woah

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