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whew - been had lyrics

yeah
f+ck you sittin’ ‘round, broke, f+cked up
n++++ this sh+t wide open, n++++
better get out here get you some paper
young n++++ and go get you a job or somethin’

(hook)
n++++s broke, f+cked up with no motion
when you look at my pants that sh+t pokin’
with that rap sh+t i’m tryna stay focused
three b+tches with me, turn ‘em to some runners
i remember when pops showed me a hunnit
that when i told myself that’s what i wanted
fn on me, f+ck n++++ k!lla
i can’t let no one tarnish my image
run off with some paper, you feel it
whole script of rps, i get high as the cеilin’
you always gotta say how you feelin’
new sauce in, and it’s worth a million
i can’t sign no deal if it don’t comе with a million
and i been had a check so they been actin’ strange
and i been in the drop before i had a name
and i been had a vet, my bro just got a range

(verse)
i put long live nick on a bussed down chain
it’ll never be the same
and i know these b+tches gon’ tear up my name
not a bank roll then i can’t entertain it
shootin’ at the ops hoe, we don’t k!ll no strangers
i’m outta time, gotta stay armed and dangerous
big bank roll, i spend what you savin’
big glock on me, came with no safety
you can call who you want, they can’t save you
no outside n++++s sittin’ at the round table
still tote the fire stick like i ain’t got cable
and the pack came from oakland, i hope they don’t raid us (raiders)
i’m in florida, i’m servin’ and i seen the gator
rich n++++ sh+t, i’mma give a hundred to the waiter
i’mma cash out lil n++++, i don’t ask for favors
we got us a bag now and that’s why they hate us
yo hoe wanna f+ck me and that’s why you hate me?
well sh+t i can’t do nothin’ about that
disrespect i gotta do somethin’ about that
ran up a bag, my own family ain’t like that
when i talk to jay on jpay, he know i’mma write back
i pull out some racks, watch your b+tch get excited
sellin’ her dreams, i can’t wait to one+night it
broke f+cked up and in the trap, n++++ get some motion
(hook)
n++++s broke, f+cked up with no motion
when you look at my pants that sh+t pokin’
with that rap sh+t i’m tryna stay focused
three b+tches with me, turn ‘em to some runners
i ‘member when pops showed me a hunnid
that when i told myself that’s what i wanted
fn on me, f+ck n++++ k!lla
i can’t let no one tarnish my image
run off with some paper, you feel it
whole script of rps, i get high as the ceilin’
you always gotta say how you feelin’
new sauce in, and it’s worth a million
i can’t sign no deal if it don’t come with a million
and i been had a check so they been actin’ strange
and i been in the drop before i had a name
and i been had a vet, my bro just got a range

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