| Don’t wish me death b4 I see a million
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| b4 I see these hoes and I’m there, so I’m out there, living
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| Before they thug the floor, motherfuckers wanna talk but did they live it?
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| No, I be balling stuck up in this living
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| Where you trying to go? |
| Stuck up in this lavish living
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| Fucking with ghetto hoes, truth be told, money over bitches
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| Gotta get this dough, I’m alone in this cold world
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| Let’s go home, cause we’re grown girl
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| Let’s get it on
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| Being broke this shit ain’t fucking pleasant
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| My daddy showed me lots of money at the age of 7
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| Before he went to heaven papa knew I’d be this way
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| Fucking with different bitches, too bad he couldn’t see the day
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| But he’s still watching over me, devil trying to take my wings
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| Bust them over the head, if he’s stand before me, shit
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| I fuck with nothing but real the real g’s, only real niggas
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| Introduce me to supreme team, yeah teh real killas
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| And lay a couple niggas down for the real figures
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| I was born in this shit, that’s why I claim to be the realest nigga
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| Topping it up with all of the thugs
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| Mobbing it up with all of the bloods
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| Picking it up with all of the homeys
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| zipping it up with all of the broads
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| How many times i dreamed of cars
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| Rumors about me living it large
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| Big stars like el debarge. |
| money aint a thing im poppin hard
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| Lord, Deliver me my wishes please
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| i been eatin all this time, can y’all niggas do the dishes please
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| Don’t wish me death b4 I see a million
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| b4 I see these hoes and I’m there, so I’m out there, living
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| Before they thug the floor, motherfuckers wanna talk but did they live it?
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| No, I be balling stuck up in this livin
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| Where you trying to go? |
| Stuck up in this lavish living
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| Fucking with ghetto hoes, truth be told, money over bitches
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| Gotta get this dough, I’m alone in this cold world
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| Let’s get it on
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| throw some diamonds to make the love me more
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| Fuck the enemy, die a slow death while you envy me
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| And I be balling like the mvps
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| Motherfuckers cross me now they begging for my sympathy
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| Dreaming the millions of dollars, and making bitches holler
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| Purple label colors and nothing but… from product…
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| Got me caking… nigga I’ma make it
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| Stuck up in this californication
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| Got all the bad bitches swiping cars for that medication
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| And I get high, that’s my meditation
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| All this determination got me wanting the world nigga
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| I’ma take it
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| So give me what you got, while I’m making it hot
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| Escalating to the top, getting money till I drop
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| Sprinkle lavender in that road up and I’m tipping
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| Reminiscence of how the real g’s fucking get it
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| Don’t wish me death b4 I see a million
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| b4 I see these hoes and I’m there, so I’m out there, living
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| Before they thug the floor, motherfuckers wanna talk but did they live it?
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| No, I be balling stuck on …
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| Where you trying to go? |
| Stuck up in this lavish living
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| Fucking with ghetto hoes, …toes, money over bitches
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| Gotta get this dough, I’m alone in this cold world
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| Let’s go home, cause we’re grown girl
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| Let’s get it on
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| I be on the same shit, … once you seen the lies
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| Yeah I be on the same click,
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| Shouts out to … shouts out …
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| shouts out to all of the young disciples
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| Shouts out to Rocky for popping that fire
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| …for making this higher
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| … but I take one … cause I don’t really smoke
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| …If there’s no… in the ink I hold
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| They want the benz with the rims who go
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| They want jeans with the fancy clothes…
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| Money on my mind and I shine
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| So all of my niggas can know that they can get dough |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Death B4 a Million , by - A$AP Ferg. Song from the album Toast To The Gods, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп