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new shoes - acidica lyrics

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why were we born? why do we have to live

can’t afford new shoes, f*ck
i’m too broke for you

can’t afford new shoes, f*ck
still too broke for you
but i’m still that n*gga, f*ck you
56th street, philly, n*ggas shoot, yuh
ion’t f*ck wit you, mind your d*mn business
b*tch
now they lookin’ for you
f*ck a paycheck, i ain’t have a job in two * five months
but i been looking
i play 0 games
i get my rings then i dip you call me sonic, ay
you can catch these knuckles if you f*ckin’ wit my emeralds, ay
i’m staying on my island, so please do not f*ck up my day

i’m passive (death)
but i’m no npc, look at my discography
you sure you want to release? i destroy the f*ckin’ beat
i break it down, build it up, like it’s carpentry
you cannot touch me, buddy

(ah)
(a*a*ah)
(nothin’ left from my job)

yeah i’m that n*gga, don’t need b*tches either
at the bakery, yuh, baking 6 figures
the dough is still rising, oven at the temp
boutta’ bake this sh*t up, boutta’ put it in
b*tch i move like whipped cream get the bag and go
nah it’s just business boy don’t take it personal
i’m talking sh*t you never seen and you will never know
get out of my way n*gga know i’m tryna*

grow, heart, love, know
take it slow
keep it going
wealth, grow, grow
build your way up
let us stay
shine sun on priorities
can’t just lay
wealth, grow, grow
fertilize your time, and get that dough
sittin’ around is making me frown ain’t
owning the town if you won’t get up, up, up
water your cash, moisten the grass
get up off your ass, and go, go, go
cause your wealth grow grow
wealth, grow grow
making the bacon, can’t fake situations
it’s mine for the taking, i’m so groundbreaking
i’m a sick combination of pain and agitation
this is my awakening and we all know
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow
wealth, grow, grow, okay

yeah i’m that n*gga, don’t need b*tches either
at the bakery, yuh, baking 6 figures
the dough is still rising, oven at the temp
boutta’ bake this sh*t up, boutta’ put it in
b*tch i move like whipped cream get the bag and go
nah it’s just business boy don’t take it personal
i’m talking sh*t you never seen and you will never know
get out of my way n*gga know i’m tryna*
take it slow, take it slow
ooh

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