| I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
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| I need the hunnids, a lotta
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| I tell that lil' bitch I'm out of her league, out of her league
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| Yeah, Joyner
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| Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
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| I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
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| I needs some hunnids, and I need to scheme
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| I need the W by any means, yada-da
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| Yada I mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
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| Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
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| You niggas keep makin' me sneeze
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| Did them off of blood and I'm makin' them bleed
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| You try to run and I'm breakin' your knees
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| I made 'em fall like I'm rakin' the leaves
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| You know I ball like I play for the league
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| I mean what I say and I say what I mean
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| I ain't no joke, we ain't makin' no memes
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| If I pull up on 'em, I'm makin' a scene
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| Bo-bo-bo, then I'm makin' them scream
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| Straight from the bricks, I need a lick
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| I dreamed about it since I was a jit
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| Nigga, I'm lit, I cannot miss
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| Came from the bottom and got me a check
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| Bitch, I'm a threat, I gotta flex
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| You want the crown but don't know what it takes
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| I am built different, I'm not what you think
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| I cannot lose, I go out with a bang
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| I hope you never say my name in vain
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| I'm with whatever, just not for no games
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| I know they say I changed, I cannot say the same
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| I bet they want me shackled and locked in the chains
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| I guess that's just what happens with bad news
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| On my momma, I never been fragile
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| I'm the wrong one to fuck with, it's taboo
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| Turn you niggas to R.I.P. |
| tattoos
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| Still a youngin' but feel like a OG
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| Can't forget all this shit that they told me
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| Tired of niggas thinkin' that they know me
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| You gon' turn me back into the old me
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| You gon' turn me back into a savage
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| I done did shit you couldn't imagine
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| Leveled up and then bought me a mansion
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| I can never go back to a has-been
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| I can never go back to the old days, no way
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| Back to walkin' to work on a cold day
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| Back to thinkin' my ex was my soulmate
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| Back to tellin' myself, "We'll be okay"
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| We'll be okay, was survivin' off ramen and OJ
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| Shorty payin' the bills, I had no safe
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| I can never go back to the bottom, to the bottom
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| Sellin' drugs, never know when the cops come
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| Niggas jealous, they wanted to rob us
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| I was just tryna get me some dollars, couple dollars
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| Turn my pennies from hundreds to commas
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| I'm so happy them days are behind us
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| I ride by different spots, I get flashbacks
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| I can't get on your level, I'm past that
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| Watch me run that shit up, I can't go back to nothin', tryna get to the top of the world
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| My nigga went crazy, he walked in his condo and seen someone fuckin' his girl
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| Fuck all that spinnin' block, that's that lil' boy, shit, we catch him, we rockin' his world
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| I let everybody have their fun with me
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| Never had a woman say she done with me
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| I was workin' out on the company
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| I keep money coming in constantly
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| My lil' brodie and them be having Runtz for cheap
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| Tryna get it, I been on the run for weeks
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| I bet none of you young niggas can come for me
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| Both of my kids got it honestly
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| I'm the real deal, all the way, I don't half-step
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| Gotta do better than last year, that's my motto
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| Put a switch on the blick, fully auto
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| Put them thangs on the pain like I'm Rylo
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| Proud to say that I finally changed up
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| Why the fuck they keep bringin' my name up? |
| 'Cause I'm poppin'
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| I can never go back to the old days, no way
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| Back to walkin' to work on a cold day
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| Back to thinkin' my ex was my soulmate
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| Back to tellin' myself, "We'll be okay"
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| We'll be okay, was survivin' off of ramen and OJ
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| I was payin' the bills, I had no safe
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| I can never go back to the bottom, to the bottom
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| Sellin' drugs, never know when the cops come
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| Niggas jealous, they wanted to rob us
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| I was just tryna get me some dollars, couple dollars
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| Turn my pennies from hundreds to commas
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| I'm so happy them days are behind us
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| I'm so happy them days are behind me
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| I'm so happy the paper done found me
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| I done keep some good niggas around me
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| I got rid of them niggas who doubt me
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| Keepin' good energy and I'm prayed up
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| Tunnel vision, ain't nothin can phase us
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| Once you cross me, ain't nothin' can save you
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| Pull that thing out the, it's dangerous
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| Bitch, I'm dangerous |