| Tryna get my money longer
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| But my brother died so that turned me to my monster
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| Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
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| They bad mind, I don’t need that energy around me
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| They don’t wanna see me chasin' my dreams
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| Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
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| I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
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| But that’s light, I’m making chess moves
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| My chain got a swing, I’m old school, fuck a choker
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| I send a hundred niggas to your door like Sosa
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| Now they’re saying that I changed, I’m still Nina
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| Fam, I still play with pro buttons on FIFA
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| I ain’t waitin', bitch, I’m impatient
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| If she ain’t fucking then I’m skating
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| I’ve been saving up cah I ain’t made enough
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| Tryna get my money long
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| The streets are gonna miss me when I’m gone
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| From a wild block
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| Niggas don’t say «Thanks"when you open doors for them like a child lock
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| I should be in the studio, tryna make a bangin' track
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| Instead of lookin' for addresses for these Cali packs
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| All these haters mad 'cause the way I get dough
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| For this new ting, I copped an extendo
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| I went low, look 'round like «Where my friends go?»
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| It’s fucked how the game switch like Nintendo, uh
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| Tryna get my money longer
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| But my brother died so that turned me to my monster
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| Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
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| They bad mind, I don’t need that energy around me
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| They don’t wanna see me chasin' my dreams
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| Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
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| I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
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| But that’s light, I’m making chess moves (Boom)
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| First they love you, then they hate you, then they love you again
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| They say you’re meant to keep your enemies closer than friends
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| I stay on the road to riches, tryna see where it ends
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| Fuck a bitch and then it’s back to get this money again
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| And if they ask you if I’m 'bout it, tell 'em 100% (One hundred)
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| I got no limit, man will take this shit to any extent (Trust me)
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| I hear them talkin' 'bout they’ll catch me at a show
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| Someone let them niggas know, I’ve got a burner 'round me any event
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| Red bottoms and a black jacket (Boom)
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| I know the feds are tryna stop me like a bad habit
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| All I do is rap and pay taxes (Trust)
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| Chop bricks with no magic (Trust)
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| Straight drop it to the bottom of the water, Titanic (Straight)
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| I’m on a mission, tryna get these millions
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| These niggas acting like they’re killers when they’re hitting innocent
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| civilians (Pussies)
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| I just keep it real, it’s always straight facts when I’m on the track (Always)
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| And anytime my niggas took a loss, we always bet it back (Always)
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| Boom
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| Tryna get my money longer
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| But my brother died so that turned me to my monster
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| Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
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| They bad mind, I don’t need that energy around me
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| They don’t wanna see me chasin' my dreams
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| Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
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| I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
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| But that’s light, I’m making chess moves |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Energy, artist - Nines. Album song Crabs In A Bucket, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп