| My letter to the industry, like…
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| All these words on this page sums up to two
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| Fuck you
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| These niggas lame as fuck (They lames)
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| These niggas not like us (At all)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, I ain’t gon' lie)
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| These niggas act like hoes (Hoes)
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| Behind closed doors (Damn)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, fuck it)
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| Ayy, this my letter to y’all, I cannot vibe at all
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (Shit just way too fake)
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| These niggas lame as fuck, these niggas not like us (Like us)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, what happened?)
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| I met my favorite rapper, he ain’t know he was my favorite rapper (What'd he do?
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| He played me to the left (For real), I damn near bitch slapped him (On life)
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| I’m thinkin' to myself, «Who the fuck he think he is?»
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| Look at this shit for what it is, so I kept it concealed (I'm cool)
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| That’s why I stand out, it’s hard for me to fit in (It's just me then)
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| It’s only two seats in this car, you can’t get in (You can’t get in)
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| I don’t work well with niggas, it feel like I’m jobless
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| When you in the public eye you become a target (For real)
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| Don’t wanna be friends with these niggas
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| Forced to shake hands with these niggas
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| Don’t wanna be mans with these niggas
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| Made my folks fans of these niggas (True story, I birthed them)
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| I just want bags and big figures
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| Quit tryna act like you with us
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| Don’t try to come stand in my picture (Ayy, stay over there)
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| This whole industry just fake to me (It's fake to Bagg)
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| I told my niggas, «Just have faith in me» (And pray for me)
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| Hoes used to pull off, now they wait for me (They stayin' now)
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| You wanna see me, gotta pay for me (Backennds)
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| This why the hood niggas relate to me (The streets, the hood, the world)
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| It ain’t no flaw, it ain’t no flake in me (Stand tall, won’t fold, won’t curve)
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| I keep my gun, it ain’t no taking me (Hell nah, I can’t go like that)
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| Ugh, ugh, exotic stank like potpourri
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| These niggas lame as fuck (They lames)
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| These niggas not like us (At all)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, I ain’t gon' lie)
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| These niggas act like hoes (Hoes)
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| Behind closed doors (Damn)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, fuck it)
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| Ayy, this my letter to y’all, I cannot vibe at all
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (Shit just way too fake)
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| These niggas lame as fuck, these niggas not like us (Like us)
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| I can’t get used to this industry shit (I can’t, what happened?)
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| They like when I go off
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| Came from nothin', so I show off (Show off)
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| You couldn’t even get a bow off
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| Rappin' 'bout the shit, that was the throw off
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| Niggas weird, niggas green
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| Prop money, tight jeans
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| They call 'em deals cause you gotta deal with 'em
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| It ain’t live as it seems
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| I ain’t really with the mixed signals, we cool or we not? |
| (No back and forth)
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| All that dick ridin' that you doin', you a nigga or thot? |
| (A nigga or bitch)
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| You had the drop on him, let him go, you with us or the opps? |
| (Answer me)
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| Never sellin' my soul (Why?) I’m grindin' my way to the top (Grindin' it out,
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| yeah)
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| I met some real niggas in this shit too, like
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| Some niggas that I can tell came from where I came from
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| Been through what I’ve been through or worse
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| (DrumGod)
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| Fuck the industry
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| Sincerely, Moneybagg Yo |