| I ain’t ever spent no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit
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| I pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| (Money never, money never, money never heal shit)
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
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| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
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| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
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| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
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| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna flex
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| I just spend 800 on tech
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| She tryna fuck me, told her only want the neck
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| She tryna love me, but I only want respect
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| Ooh, I just wan' get to this fetty
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| Think I’m gon die, I ain’t ready, so I’m gon' sip plenty
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| I dropped a bean in my Henny
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| Drugs and money, I got plenty lbs and blue Benjies
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| Went from Levi’s to the Ksubis
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| How the fuck you gon' be hoeing then say please don’t use me?
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| Walkin' around with that wock on me
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| Remember I used to have that Glock on me
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| Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh
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| Feds hot, swear they watchin' me, ooh
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| Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh
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| Feds hot, I swear they watching me, uh
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| I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit
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| I pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| (Money never, money never, money never heal shit)
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
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| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
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| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
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| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
|
| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Wake up wishin' I ain’t wake up
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| Fucked that ho, we never made love
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| Her face, it looked just like a angel
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| The type you fuck wit' with no makeup
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| Maybe our paths wasn’t meant to be crossed, I accept it if I lost
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| Know I’m blessed with how I think, also know that that’s a curse
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| Complexity of a god
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| Fuck, soon I’ll be in the limelight drugged out
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| Thinking 'bout nothing but money
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| Funny how only the people below me think they above me
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| Lowkey fuckin' love me, hoping with the best intent that I die
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| So they can take my place, 'cause they think I’m lucky
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| Damn, you really think it’s luck, G?
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| You can leave me or love me
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| I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
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| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
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| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
|
| Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real
|
| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
|
| Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous
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| Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna' fuck her
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| Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, yeah
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| Bitch don’t even ask me if this real
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| Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
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| Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit
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| Heroin up my nose, relapse can’t deal shit
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| And I’m still on a search for my purpose
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| 'Cause working ain’t worth it
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| And movin' all this work got me nervous, said |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leave Me , by - Steven Moses. Song from the album Love Me // Leave Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп