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Tahj Money I'm havin' my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues) All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?) All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?) I'm the flyest lil' nigga, I ain't tune (Let 'em tune) Ain't got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns) I don't post 'em on IG, I use 'em (I use 'em) I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few) If he play then I swear I'ma shoot him (I'ma shoot, yeah) Yeah, if he play then I'm lettin' it go Them niggas claimin' thеy thuggin', but them niggas bluffin' I swear to God, all they at hoеs Them niggas claimin' they thuggin', but them niggas bluffin' I swear they ain't steppin' on shit My nigga just beat up the pot, got in it a lot He just stepped on a brick I'm havin' my way, I done ran up them racks Fuck the plug, I ran off with the sack Got a hunnid tucked in some are slatts Got a thirty tucked inside a strap I done came up off rappin' and scam I done came up and bought me a Lamborghini All this bread, ain't no choice, but go ham I've been goin' in ever since they freed me Letras de canciones I'm havin' my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues) All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?) All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?) I'm the flyest lil' nigga, I ain't tune (Let 'em tune) Ain't got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns) I don't post 'em on IG, I use 'em (I use 'em) I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few) If he play then I swear I'ma shoot him (I'ma shoot, yeah) Yeah, for the talkin', let's go and get out then Dropped the lo', come on, let's meet up in traffic Dropped the lo', come on and get you a casket Always on point, bitch, I keep me a ratchet Always on point, so I stay on the move I'm havin' motion, I stay in my groove How he get lit? That boy stayed on the news They like, "How he get rich?" That boy stained him some shit How he came in and he still got his blick? How he gon' blow when he still in the mix? How I'ma change? Been like this since a jit How I'ma change just 'cause I got papers? If I changed, I changed how I shit on the haters Different car everyday, had to switch up my flavor I'm moved out the Jets, had to switch up my neighbors I'm havin' my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues) All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?) All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?) I'm the flyest lil' nigga, I ain't tune (Let 'em tune) Ain't got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns) I don't post 'em on IG, I use 'em (I use 'em) I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few) If he play then I swear I'ma shoot him (I'ma shoot) I'm havin' my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues) All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?) All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?) I'm the flyest lil' nigga, I ain't tune (Let 'em tune) Ain't got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns) I don't post 'em on IG, I use 'em (I use 'em) I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few) If he play then I swear I'ma shoot him (I'ma shoot, yeah) From Letras Mania