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Ayy, I'ma keep it real I'ma tell you really how I feel They don't wanna let a nigga live They just wanna see me broke They don't wanna see a nigga grow They wanna see me posted at that store Baby, you don't understand I ain't really tryna be your man I'm too busy runnin' all them bands Takin' pictures with my fans And we got them sticks in the van I pray that this shit don't get out of hand I'ma slide for my dogs 'Cause I know he slide for me back Put that on my mama, that's a fact He gon' to the nigga dome He gon' teach a nigga how to act Smokin' dead niggas, we can match Really I'm just tryna chill 'Cause I just put my mama in the crib And you don't understand how I feel Mama couldn't pay the bills Now a nigga worth a couple mill Fuck it, now it is what it is I be feelin' like fuck it I don't need no introduction Letras de cancionesNo hustlin' Do it for my mama and my cousins I love it Notice they was comin', I ain't rushin' Mean muggin' But he don't even know the slug's comin' I can get you gone by the press of a button Bag on his head, I ain't even gotta touch him I ain't give a fuck about your shooter, nigga, fuck him I ain't tryna meet no new niggas, I don't trust them And I'ma get her back, that's my enemies I ain't never bought a bitch a wedding ring Had to cut that bitch off, now she dead to me Nigga scared of me Had to thank Lord 'cause he's blessin' me I just want you to see the best of me Look, I ain't fuckin' with these niggas I'll be in my lane I be runnin' up that money stayin' out the way She wanna fuck with me but I ain't got the time of day Boy, you be trippin' 'bout that bitch, you need to tie your lace I keep the bitch rollin', I got a lot to say I keep the heat on me, I can't die today Long live Meek, like my dog I wanna fly away But since I can't fly I'ma just get fly today Walk with a whole lotta raps in my pants Niggas try to rob me I'ma let this 40 dance Way these niggas hatin'? I ain't ever understand When I was chasin' money that's the only time I ran Whole lotta rats like I hit the lotto We chase money, not hoes Die for my bros Slot with no poles Hate me while I'm here Cry when I'm gone From Letras Mania