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mufasa! - autumn! lyrics

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[intro]
(mingo, haha)
yeah

[chorus]
ha, we ain’t no tooka or scar, i’m mufasa, b*tch, we gettin’ money, hakuna matata
you broke as f*ck, okay, that not my problem, you should really take your ass back to the doctor
don’t do the talkin’, just send out your addy, my n*gga gon’ come through and bust with the chopper
walk in this ho with a suit and a tie and the bl!ck on my side like a motherf*ckin’ mobster
still wanna cop me a porsche, i think i want a cayman, i really don’t f*ck with the boxter
benny’s for dinner, want benny’s for dinner, let me get the steak and the shrimp with the lobster
you gettin’ money and i’m gettin’ money, but lеt me show you how to do this sh*t proper
n*gga ain’t been in the hood his wholе life, but that don’t mean that i never came from the bottom

[verse]
used to ask pops to go borrow his car, but now i can go buy him a brand new ferrari
was tryna get back to savin’ my money, but rino just text me, he said he at barney’s
she told me she on the way with her friend, i said, “show me a pic,” that b*tch look like a barbie
2014, i started chasing the bag, got a job in the mall, yeah, that’s how it all started
2015, i couldn’t stop being bad, i was the only n*gga in class with a tardy
2016, i was down on my ass, i was really considering joining the army
year after that, i met rino, and deuce, got to work and i stopped, the beats looking for me
so many hits i done made in the past, that was back in ’18, i was right there on form
now n*ggas up, yeah, we richer than rich, i just counted up thirteen bands earlier this morning
now she want me, wanna chill with lil’ wick, i said, “f*ck it,” and f*cked her just ’cause she a foreign
so used to feeling like dirt on the floor ’cause i came from the dirt and made myself important
i made a way just from talkin’ in mics, man, who would’ve thought i would be rich off recording?
[chorus]
ha, we ain’t no tooka or scar, i’m mufasa, b*tch, we gettin’ money, hakuna matata
you broke as f*ck, okay, that not my problem, you should really take your ass back to the doctor
don’t do the talkin’, just send out your addy, my n*gga gon’ come through and bust with the chopper
walk in this ho with a suit and a tie and the bl!ck on my side like a motherf*ckin’ mobster
still wanna cop me a porsche, i think i want a cayman, i really don’t f*ck with the boxter
benny’s for dinner, want benny’s for dinner, let me get the steak and the shrimp with the lobster
you gettin’ money and i’m gettin’ money, but let me show you how to do this sh*t proper
n*gga ain’t been in the hood his whole life, but that don’t mean that i never came from the bottom

[outro]
(mingo, haha)

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