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cheat code - bella blaq lyrics

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[chorus]

i’ve been blessed ever since i cut you b*tches off
focus on myself and on my health just tryna be a boss i
went and got my real estate license and bought myself a house and
even talking different don’t mean to been on a different route
i see the cloud but it’s you tripping i’m talking about money they talking about b*tches
guess they don’t get it i blurred the vision and my time is different
like f*ck your mentioned opinion picture beginning specific
oh y’all want me to get back on my bullsh*t again
i don’t even walk around this motherf*cker no more i kinda run with the wind and i just
cop my lil money you know my lil twenty twin twin and i just
keep my glock in case i have to spin again friend

[verse]
but i be tryna be civil for the most part
i got more scars than d*mn jesus did
i cut my th*rns off with a goyard
i know i’m black but y’all see the kid
chippin’ different [?] with a clappin’ around
that motherf*cker like ass cheeks on a stripper b*tch
d*mn i love a stripper b*tch
do you love a stripper b*tch?
d*mn i hate to tip a b*tch
that’s pressed about some other sh*t
that’s pressed about some other sh*t
d*mn, i hate to tip a b*tch that’s pressed about some other sh*t
throw one’s on a freak hoe, godd*mn, i love a freak show though
up the bl!cky through the peephole, now he gone, that’s [?]
my life is a cheat code for any n*gga tryna see those hoes
fifty pack the beast mode, no f*ck n*ggas, all y’all can keep those
this been long line of generational
long time of being patient though, and sometimes confrontational
i speak from high mines to cut the ratio, it’s magic hoe
and everything i drop from now on will be a f*cking classic hoe
[chorus]

i’ve been blessed ever since i cut you b*tches off
focus on myself and on my health just tryna be a boss i
went and got my real estate license and bought myself a house and
even talking different don’t mean to been on a different route
i see the cloud but it’s you tripping i’m talking about money they talking about b*tches
guess they don’t get it i blurred the vision and my time is different
like f*ck your mentioned opinion picture beginning specific
oh y’all want me to get back on my bullsh*t again
i don’t even walk around this motherf*cker no more i kinda run with the wind and i just
cop my lil money you know my lil twenty twin twin and i just
keep my glock in case i have to spin again friend

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