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yung princey - tna lyrics

from the desert to the water
if you ain’t witt the sh+t don’t bother
makin classics like the tha carter
rio told me take it farther
now do i really gotta holla
show you n+ggas something proper
i won’t pull up in no honda
got the high beams on
and my spidey senses tinglin
they been tryna lock me out
ain’t no california drought
got the cookie keeep the clout
all you do is run yo mouth
f+cked the bag up h+lla of times
this year tryna makin it out
and 10k for my bills every month
yo i really need a deal
used walk the phoenix streets
when it was 110 degrees
but my pops from chi town
like mr west
ain’t never met the n+gga
i can drill a beat from top to bottom
i’m so ahead of my time
my parents haven’t met
spit like big l
if jigga never made it
i might f+ck you on some business sh+t
shawty just don’t tell n0body
have my lawyer send the contract over sign it when you ready
i’m tryna get paid
you gon make me go back to my old ways
masked up hoodie wit the low fade
just so i don’t leave no f+ckin dna
boy i’m tryna blow tna
tna
tna
yeah
word

i gotta stack this paper
cause i gotta make it out
i ain’t with the foolishness
i ain’t with chasing clout
i’ve been stacking
i’ve been rappin
tryna get up in a mansion
never test a real one
cause you know we bout that action
i’ve been grinding all my life
tryna make it out this b+tch
if this rappin sh+t ain’t working
then i gotta hit a l!ck
cause my baby gotta eat
an my family gotta eat
f+cked up situations homies dying in these streets
i’ve been banging for the city
man i rep it all day
know some homies pushing foreigns
an others that bounce treys
that’s the gang no lie
homies with the mob ties
smoking on that k!lla gas
that’s that platinum certified
an you know just what it is when you see us in that regal
all black tees 501s that’s the steelo
man i’m trying to go an blow and represent for my people
this is for my little homies locked down in the c room
i’m tryna get paid
you gon make me go back to my old ways
masked up hoodie wit the low fade
just so i don’t leave no f+ckin dna
boy i’m tryna blow tna
tna
tna
yeah
word

- yung princey lyrics

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