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right of way - 704 prod lyrics

i don’t f*ck with no lame ones
i f*ck with the same ones
my n*ggas go back to the grade bus
ain’t one ever change up
they was down for me when i stayed up
now i know we ain’t blood but that’s gang love
i just wake up with my demons on my brain, trust i’ma beat ’em up
i done came up on the recent, huh
i done suffered defeat with love
man, why shorty wanna cheat and f*ck?
i don’t even wanna think it up
this b*tch said she had no interest whenever i’d try to bring it up
man, shawty really must think i’m dumb
now she always check on me and stuff
i done dropped bands on a stu’ up in my room so i can think sh*t up
why n*ggas always talk beef and stuff when n*ggas know i’ll really beat em up?
i don’t trust no one new ’cause n*ggas try to cross me, i’ll send em to jesus, huh
in school i was a freak and stuff now all i pull is freaks and stuff

i swear this is my right of way
man, i’m gon’ change my life today
won’t let my chances ride away
man, i been working night and day
gotta make sure my n*ggas set for life, bruh, if i die today
and all that sh*t online is fake
i’ma make all kinds of bank
i swear this is my right of way
man, i’m gon’ change my life today
won’t let my chances ride away
man, i been working night and day
gotta make sure my n*ggas set for life, bruh, if i die today
and all that sh*t online is fake
i’ma make all kinds of bank
i swear this is my right of way
i’m gon’ change my life today
won’t let my chances ride away
i been working night and day
gotta make sure my n*ggas set for life, bruh, if i die today
and all that sh*t online is fake
i’ma make all kinds of bank
i done came a long way from my debut
i done changed up but i’m the same dude
only difference from the new me and the old me is i’d try to save you
i still got sh*t on soundcloud and i still ain’t signed to no label
i’m a new n*gga now but how i get around, that sh*t ain’t new
and i don’t need no b*tch who ain’t got no money, nah, that sh*t ain’t cute
and i don’t give a d*mn what that brain do
it go new hoe, same news
look what the fame do
n*ggas who chose new roles with the opps tryna shake hands like it’s a gang truce
i don’t do those, ain’t sh*t sweet, sucrose
n*ggas try to frame you using loopholes
sue your whole estate, mad that they ain’t you
man, n*ggas really hate on you, faking rumors
making you the crazy dude
try to catch you lacking on tmz at the airport tryna anger you
pop that n*gga lid like baby food
baby you, cater you
that’s a thing i ain’t gon’ do
i’ma see whats made of you, can’t jump the kangaroo
paper do only so much little n*gga, yea, i’ma pray for you
maybe you should too
this my right away so you should move b*tch

- 704 prod lyrics

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