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trxggatre - dead presidents v lyrics

[intro]
yea, yea, yea
(man i’m not doing it like these other n+ggas man, i’m only worried bout the money muhf+cka)
yea, look
(sh+t is different over here bro)

[verse 1]
it’s like these n+ggas don’t get it, n+gga
you either did or didn’t, ain’t no in between
so sit down and listen let me tell you what i really mean
i wanna have them dead presidents bussin’ out the seams
and all these n+ggas rats so they’ll do anything for that cheese
and f+ck it, i ain’t got much time on this earth
i only make music for the n+ggas who know they worth
nah i ain’t throwing no dirt, on the ones who been hurt
man this is life, this is just how it works
so brush ya shoulders let’s work, i ask the lord to protect my soul
all the evils of this world can’t take control of the n+gga
who gone journey down the gold brick road
and come back wit a wallet so big it can’t fold
they say that anything’s possible
you gotta dream like you never seen obstacles
i, do the impossible i never liked the probable
i learned when you got the passion man ya actions become unstoppable ya dig
and trust me, i done had my battle wit doubt
thoughts of compromising my art to settle for clout
thoughts of buying fake chains just to settle the drought
these are the thoughts of a young n+gga making it out, you see
i’m 19 but no i’m not no dummy
i know how n+ggas act when you get a little money
working more, party less, they say you acting funny
i show up to the club, no i.d. i throw ’em twenties like blaow!
[bridge]
see i look at it like this n+gga, n+ggas get distracted by the f+cking fame and sh+t…
(i’m out for presidents to represent me)
i’m only here for the fortune really though, (i’m out for presidents to represent me) gimme the money and i’m gone (i’m closer…)
i ain’t worried ’bout none of that other sh+t
(yea, yea, yea, yea, i’m closer) straight f+cking dead presidents
(yea, yea, yea, yea, i’m closer) i’m out for presidents to represent me
that’s it, i’m out for dead f+cking presidents to represent me

[verse 2]
this sh+t is simple, you get ya money up and you ain’t gotta show credentials, n+ggas copy like stencils
see me in the streets like keep bringing that heat
i promise i won’t stop ’til i’m 6 feet deep, i peep, you sleep
ight then, go head and keep resting
while you bullsh+t i’m jsut steady progressing
i don’t take l’s, i take lessons, and turn those into questions
this rap sh+t here’s a profession, now check it
it’s a step to step guide to this bread
don’t go chasing, it’ll put yo ass over the ledge
take a breath, don’t let it get to you head
i know some n+ggas that’ll shoot they own brother for them dead presidents
step one: stay a lot about yo dough, don’t get distracted by clothes, cars, and hoes
step two: know you gotta stay humble, a lot of n+ggas get the bag and then fumble
step three: don’t let the money change you, same life you just in a different angle
step four: is the most important of them all, know that cash rules, dollar, dollar bills y’all (dollar, dollar bills y’all)
how can i make sense when i make dollars
don’t be blowing up my phone ‘less it’s ’bout profit
i’m quick to block a hater like i’m ben wallace
i’m only worried ’bout my fam and my f+cking wallet!

- trxggatre lyrics

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