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be myself - afn peso lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
uh
(baby e made this beat)
no, i ain’t
yeah, uh
i ain’t playin’ with my money, i ain’t playin’ with my money
yeah, uh
(xclusive made this)

[verse 1]
yeah, no need to explain myself, she gon’ give me anyway
never been no trick, but i could pay this b*tch bills any day
i done seen so many people change, go from real to lame
dealing with some pain, but i ain’t break, you would’ve blew your brain
i don’t give a f*ck about your rank, i got a piggy bank
20k’ll get you n*ggas flipped outside your real estate
gotta stay focused in these streets, they tryna trick me out ’em
it be somethin’ ’bout them cuban links from wafi, i can’t go without ’em
i see they put that pressure on you, but that sh*t ain’t make no diamond
send a set*up b*tch straight to your dm, pooh, i’m really shiesty
you took her to your crib, you thinkin’ with your d*ck
she sharing the location, we gon’ sit on it

[chorus]
i know they won’t keep it real, i’ma always be myself
if i lose this money and my n*ggas, then i ain’t got nothin’ else
if i leave this house without my glock, then i deserve what’s comin’
if i try to idolize these streets, then i wasn’t really from ’em
i know they won’t keep it real, i’ma always be myself
if i lose this money and my n*ggas, then i ain’t got nothin’ else
if i leave this house without my glock, then i deserve what’s comin’
if i try to idolize these streets, then i wasn’t really from ’em
[verse 2]
b*tch, i’m so la, i dropped a deuce when we got andre drummond
told the b*tch when she get tired of losin’, dial me, 1*800
peso makin’ moves, about his blues, you better choose him, b*tch
came from ramen noodles, now we choosin’ what we comin’ in
could’ve bought me a cullinan, but i f*cked off on some stupid sh*t
never keepin’ sh*t real, when it come to sh*t, you n*ggas is full of it
i don’t pop no pills, i pop seals, i pop rubber bands
the fn got a styrofoam, trigger finger on the other hand
did me and lil dirt, was the sh*t worth it? i can’t say (i can’t tell)
i can tell by your lacefront you like scammin’ n*ggas from the a (hah)
could’ve paid your bills, oh, you for real? nah, i don’t pay
same twenty*four hours, you n*ggas broke all day

[chorus]
i know they won’t keep it real, i’ma always be myself
if i lose this money and my n*ggas, then i ain’t got nothin’ else
if i leave this house without my glock, then i deserve what’s comin’
if i try to idolize these streets, then i wasn’t really from ’em
i know they won’t keep it real, i’ma always be myself
if i lose this money and my n*ggas, then i ain’t got nothin’ else
if i leave this house without my glock, then i deserve what’s comin’
if i try to idolize these streets, then i wasn’t really from ’em

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