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ty95 - took me a while lyrics

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took me a while to see all these new n-ggas they hatin on me
talk on ya mans but you saw a opp beat it lil n-gga you ran
countin up bread promised i’d call she on me she throwin a tantrum
pour up some drink in my fanta she like when i’m f-ckin on camera

i just be wilding on n-ggas they mad cause i don’t need a stylist in pictures
pourin some tron in my cup stopped ridin for n-ggas who wasn’t showin love
commas and figures know who i be got the whole gang wit me
i promise we got it reach for a step ya n-ggas could all decease
makin that noise promise it’s yours she beg me to f-ck when i’m free
cuffin her but through the weekend up on the score so we playing good defense
stop all that watchin i got the glock in my n-ggas ain’t wit no none-sense
shows they be rockin know that i pop sh-t i don’t even care who plottin

tell me
like how many n-ggas who saying my name would pull up and say it to face
and how many n-ggas by show of the hands could pull up and show me a k
ya n-ggas be kappin don’t want no static my hittas be lettin em have it
they know i’m bout action know that i smash sh-t throw me the -ss now i’m slappin
saying he strapped he making me laugh a shooter could neva say that
i know it ain’t jam he froze up and ran they seen what we did to his mans
we out here wilding again took me a break now i’m at it again
f-ck her as hard as i can cause i could get caught wit a gun in a jam

took me a while to see all these new n-ggas they hatin on me
talk on ya mans but you saw a opp beat it lil n-gga you ran
countin up bread promised i’d call she on me she throwin a tantrum
pour up some drink in my fanta she like when i’m f-ckin on camera

i just be wilding on n-ggas they mad cause i don’t need a stylist in pictures
pourin some tron in my cup stopped ridin for n-ggas who wasn’t showin love
commas and figures know who i be got the whole gang wit me
i promise we got it reach for a step ya n-ggas could all decease
makin that noise promise it’s yours she beg me to f-ck when i’m free
cuffin her but through the weekend up on the score so we playing good defense
stop all that watchin i got the glock in my n-ggas ain’t wit no none-sense
shows they be rockin know that i pop sh-t i don’t even care who plottin



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