| Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
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| Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
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| If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t of let you close
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| 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
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| I’m getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
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| In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
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| Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
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| I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
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| Ain’t no way could you get my plate after you showed so many flaws
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| Cannot love for me, you don’t love yourself, you don’t know how special you are
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| Ain’t no way could I be fake how I played the game so raw
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| When I when posted at that corner store, I ain’t think I would make it this far
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| But I did, bitch, yeah, I did
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| Wasn’t tryna flex, I bought my Aventador to live life the greatest
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| Earned my stripes, they hate it
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| Give no fucks, I made it
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| My drip the latest
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| Probably somewhere fuckin' on the baddest
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| I don’t even know the bitch but I make her call me daddy
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| I don’t even know her but she make me feel happy
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| And how I’m fuckin' on her, woulda thought I would’ve married her
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| Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
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| Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
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| If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t of let you close
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| 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
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| I’m getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
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| In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
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| Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
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| I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke
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| Ain’t no point in you even tryna cry
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| Ain’t no point explaining if you gon' lie
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| I done gave you chances time after time
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| But you just can’t seem to get nothin' right
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| You a thot bitch, you wanna fuck all night
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| You a thot bitch, know you can’t be my wife
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| Before I go and chill you I’d rather go and shoot dice
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| Only time a nigga nice when I wanna lay pipe
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| I’ma put her on a flight but I won’t take her out her night
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| Girl, I’ma fuck you right but I’m not 'bout to change your life
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| I’m not 'bout to change your life, no, I can’t do that
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| Soon as we fuck, I’m sending you back
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| Thought I lost, girl, look how I floss
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| Stepping in Balenci’s, we shop at Ross
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| And I ain’t worried about the price, baby, I could pay the cost
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| Young spoiled-ass nigga, got designer on my drawers
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| Niggas started to hate when I started to shine
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| Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
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| If I knew you finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t of let you close
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| 'Posed to wanna see me ball but hate it when I score
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| I’m getting paid 'cause I been grindin'
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| In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
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| Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
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| I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost Ties , by - Jackboy. Song from the album Living In History, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп