Lyrics

Yeah…
From the bottom with it…
I don’t do fake love, I don’t do fake vibes…
Let’s go.

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I been real since day one, never fold, never run (Never)
Came from nothin’, now I’m thumbin’ through a hundred just for fun (Racks)
Fuck a hater, I’m too busy tryna double what I done (Let’s go)
Diamonds hittin’ like they beefin’, make ‘em stare into the sun (Bling)
She a freak, I ain’t textin’ back, she only call when she drunk (Nah)
I need bags, I need M’s, I need houses out the slums (Skrrt)
I need loyalty, not likes, I need killers, not no punks (Facts)
I don’t beef over no tweets, I send shooters, not no subs (Grrah)

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Ridin’ dirty, but the Benz clean (Skrrt)
I don’t ever pop out with no broke team
Twenty deep, and we all mean
We don’t talk much, just the red beam
Real life, no IG flex (Nah)
Seen death, I ain’t seen rest
Got scars that I can’t confess
So I stack now, and I spend less

Used to be broke in the trap (Facts)
Now it’s marble floors and plaques (Let’s go)
She want Chanel and lashes
I just want peace and assets
But if it’s war, I’m with it
Turn your block to a scrimmage
Put your name in a sentence
Then forget you like business

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I been real since day one, never fold, never run
Came from nothin’, now I’m thumbin’ through a hundred just for fun
Fuck a hater, I’m too busy tryna double what I done
Diamonds hittin’ like they beefin’, make ‘em stare into the sun
She a freak, I ain’t textin’ back, she only call when she drunk
I need bags, I need M’s, I need houses out the slums
I need loyalty, not likes, I need killers, not no punks
I don’t beef over no tweets, I send shooters, not no subs

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I was made for this life, I ain’t lucky
Only trust who came up hungry
We was starvin’, had to split that plate
Now the wrist got steakhouse money
I don’t talk to the feds, I ghost
I don’t talk to the opps, I toast
Every time I drop, it’s gross
Every time she leave, she post

I ain’t pressed ‘bout a bitch I curved
I get paid for the words I serve
Put my heart in a vault, not hers
Now it’s AP time, not nerves
Everything I do get flipped
If I touch it, I own that shit
If I said it, I meant that hit
They can’t walk where I been, that’s lit

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I been real since day one, that’s why all my wins legit
No cosign, no vouch, just hustle and a grip
Fuck clout, I need land, I need legacy and bricks
I’m the wave, I’m the storm, I’m the one they couldn’t fix