| Life be getting strange
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| Told my mama i got fans now
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| She said it ain’t hot
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| Why the hell you need to cool down
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| Get the money stack the money
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| Rainy days gon come round
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| Make sure that my family eat
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| Before i cop a bus down
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| I’m just trinna make my family proud of me
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| Winners in my circle we a calvery
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| I remember we was eating noodles
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| Shit im caping nigga we still eating noodles
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| Tell me that ive changed
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| For the lifestyle and the fame now
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| Couldn’t stay the same
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| I just had to elevate out
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| Touching on your body
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| Make you cum you be spaced out
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| Don’t know how to love
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| When we, we dont make out
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| If i hear you talk my name we got a issue
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| It be the niggas you put on that wanna diss you
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| Swear to God cross my heart i ain’t playing games
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| Buss a shot im lebron had to fadeaway
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| Smiling back to all them days
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| Give a damn about my actions
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| Searching through my music
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| Tryna find a insta caption
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| Work family friends
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| Tryna have that perfect balance
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| Had to cut some friends
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| Tell the truth they were distractions
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| Ain’t no time to play dont take no days off
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| How life could change so quick due to ur passion
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| Its funny in a year the things that happen
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| Doing shows on the road its a madness
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| Sexy mami i can’t keep my hands off
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| Bring it to the owner thats my anthem
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| Its la confidential in my sanctum
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| The things that we just laugh about be random
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| Im done with all this texting
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| Ain’t got time to speak
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| Middle finger to you niggas who had promised me
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| To show me love, say you got me cos we family
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| When i was low that favour turnt to fantasy
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| Bring urself right over here
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| You dont need no invitation
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| We nasty in the car
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| Windows getting condensation
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| Talking with ur body
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| Know i love that conversation
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| Confetti when im cumin
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| Everytime a celebration
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| Bring urself right over here
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| You dont need no invitation
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| We nasty in the car
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| Windows getting condensation
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| Talking with ur body
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| Know i love that conversation
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| Confetti when im cumin
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| Everytime a celebration
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| If i hear you talk my name we got a issue
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| It be the niggas you put on that wanna diss you
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| Swear to God cross my heart i ain’t playing games
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| Buss a shot im lebron had to fadeaway
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| If i hear you talk my name we got a issue
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| It be the niggas you put on that wanna diss you
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| Swear to God cross my heart i ain’t playing games
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| Buss a shot im lebron had to fadeaway |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Issues , by - JY MNTL. Song from the album R & T: The Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп