| Damn
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| Like when a nigga be tryna be like
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| One count away, you know what I’m sayin'
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| The streets kinda pull a nigga back in man, damn
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| Shit be crazy as fuck man
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| They can’t win from losing at this shit man, but you know
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| I was built for the pressure
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| Word on the street they want pressure so let’s get it
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| Clutching on the Glock as I ride through my city
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| All the silent beef I ain’t with it, nigga admit it
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| Let off shots, ain’t hit shit, they think we don’t know who did it
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| Retaliation a must, when we do it’s man down
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| Grrr, I ain’t selfish, give his ass a hundred rounds
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| Get out that water, you don’t know how to swim, you bound to drown
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| Red dot on top of your nose like bozo, we 'bout to clown
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| I saw the change coming, all this shit I invented
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| How you gon' knock a man for making his own decision?
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| Same nigga, ain’t shit really changed but my image
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| I had to get that bread off the ground like a pigeon
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| Remember coming up I used to rock the fake ice
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| Stood on the block them late nights, asking god to get me right
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| Remember shooting my shot at hoes, them bitches was uptight
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| Now that they know a nigga worth it, hoes fuck the first night
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| Moment of truth
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| Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose
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| I’m who the trappers salute
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| This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
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| I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
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| I’m in the field with the troops
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| This a moment of truth
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| Ayy this a moment of truth
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| I’m peepin' all the shit niggas sayin' in these songs
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| I made a couple moves, they look at me like I’m wrong
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| But last time I checked I’m 26, ain’t that grown?
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| And last time I checked my niggas ride right or wrong
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| Had to hustle just to eat, got my knowledge out the street
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| All my sons they a beast (all four, I love 'em dearly)
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| I hope my daughters never ever meet a nigga like me
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| I ain’t shit to your mamas, always took them through that drama
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| They didn’t understand a nigga, I was runnin' up them commas
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| Booked up for the last two summers, making plays off a bundle
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| Now I’m hotter than a sauna, people’s choice like I’m Obama
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| They say money made me dumber, just wanna see me fumble
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| Moment of truth
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| Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose
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| I’m who the trappers salute
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| This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
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| I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
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| I’m in the field with the troops
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| This a moment of truth
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| Ayy this a moment of truth
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| Fuck dude, he a lil hater and I noticed that
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| I ain’t goin' like you might think and I’ma show you that
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| Different bankroll every time I blink, see I get dough like that
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| The Hi-Tech all a nigga drink 'less I run 'cross that Act
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| Stay in your place, step out of line and get you buried
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| You gotta think smart, play your cards solitary
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| I made sacrifices, went against my hood for CMG
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| Didn’t sell my soul for money, I just saw shit that they didn’t see
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| Rap game wouldn’t accept me 'cause I wasn’t pretend
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| I kicked the door down like SWAT 'cause they wouldn’t let me in
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| I’m out the jungle for sure, made it out the lion’s den
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| Sometimes it feel like the end of the row, Boyz II Men
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| Moment of truth
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| Everything I say I’ma do, I’m who them bitches gon' choose
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| I’m who the trappers salute
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| This a moment of truth, this a moment of truth
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| I got the bag in the booth, I got the strap on me too
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| I’m in the field with the troops
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| This a moment of truth |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Judgment , by - Moneybagg Yo. Song from the album Fed Baby’s, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп