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I bet if I tell you it all you wouldn't believe it Pull up and fuck and I'm gone, lately how I'm feelin' I ain't on breakin' your heart, keepin' all these secrets We meant to be fuckin' baby, you know what the deal is This ain't no feelings Why you jumpin' in the deep end, all that money on me I fell in love with the weekend I was with my niggas, now they locked up can you free them Livin' in this jungle, everyday I pray for freedom I'mma keep it real with you baby 'cause I'm a realist And all my real niggas 'round the world, I know they feel this I'mma chase that money, that drama shit I don't need this Do this for my mumma, my people, I'm on some Meek shit I was on the corner, sellin' feens, I had to cheek shit Now she see me livin' on some 5 star sweet shit Drippy like a baller baby, you know how we keep shit I fly you to the islands on some fuckin' Middle East shit It's zone season They thought that I'd be finished and quittin' they got it wrong Keep your eyes on the mission and don't let nobody stall you I been on the roads and tryna get it since a younger So I don't call the money, I just let that money call you Fucked up the re-up, many times I never fall through Stressin' 'bout that money, happy that's a bag of old news Funny how they change on you when talkin' 'bout the old you The only time them niggas turn you back is when they owe you Letras de cancionesTold them niggas I don't trust you as far as I throw you I'm goin' Super Saiyan on these niggas like I'm Goku Can't tell you the loud and know the liquor that I go tru' All the bad bitches I just hit and never spoke to, man I got no clue All this shit that's in my life, I've been tryna show you I ain't really been the type but I'm getting round to it She gone fuck me every night, hit the spliff on round two I bet if I tell you it all you wouldn't believe it Pull up and fuck and I'm gone, lately how I'm feelin' I ain't on breakin' your heart, keepin' all these secrets We meant to be fuckin' baby, you know what the deal is This ain't no feelings Why you jumpin' in the deep end, all that money on me I fell in love with the weekend I was with my niggas, now they locked up can you free them Livin' in this jungle, everyday I pray for freedom I'mma keep it real with you baby 'cause I'm a realist And all my real niggas 'round the world, I know they feel this I'mma chase that money, that drama shit I don't need this Do this for my mumma, my people, I'm on some Meek shit I was on the corner, sellin' feens, I had to cheek shit Now she see me livin' on some 5 star sweet shit Drippy like a baller baby, you know how we keep shit I fly you to the islands on some fuckin' Middle East shit It's zone season From Letras Mania