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medicinal - bitch_im_cmoney lyrics

yeah, something new

[verse 1]
imma do me till the day that i drop
i be working hard for the things that i got
sh-t i’m on deck, like the back of your spot
and the shoes that i copped, too smooth for the block
dude getting hot
f-ck the feds and the law
and whatever it is you’re talking less the bread is involved
in habitual medicinal jays to get her off
never soft, but my jays h-t hard
dream for more bread than your whole bank worth
your plan was to make it but your goal ain’t work
i could rap better even when i drink purp
think first, get murked, yeah that thing gon’ burst
coconut ciroc with a little bit of tree
sh-t get me twisted but it’s nothing like the e
you don’t know killa gang, you don’t know me
one deuce in the booth so you know how it be
ha, said i’m on one, matter fact off two
you ain’t smart then you lose, it’ll cost dude
not just money but your plan gon’ fall through
couple grams and your mans gon’ cross you
don’t rap, it go like that
in the front of the stage with my goons in the back
yelling one deuce b-tch we don’t know how to act
i’mma roll my pack, blow o’s then i laugh
i’m, too fried, money on my mind
more personal to blaze than your re-up guy
three six sh-t yeah we stay fly
me and sour smoke jays til we reach bout five
i get it way too live
i smell like pack cause i blaze in the ride
sour grapes great came straight from the vine
and the jays that i faced left a haze in my mind

[hook]
this is how i feel, this is how it go
living out a dream, winning’s all i know
now it’s getting real, good tree that i smoke
white widow or blue dream, outdoor or that dro

[verse 2]
look at my eyes, you’ll tell that i’m real
shorty just popped that, see how you feel
ain’t tell her what it was, she just know it’s that kill
said that she in love, but it’s probably that pill, kill
i’m a dog
no need to get comfortable this won’t be long
something bout it different that’s why this in my song
she don’t be b-tching tell me let’s just get it on
started off broke and i’ll never go back
momma said work but i said i’m gon’ rap
moving that purp keep me good where i’m at
used to stay with more jays than toronto hats, swag
ball so hard i’m like andrew luck
smoke too much that i can’t stand up
drink in my cup, got my plans jih f-cked
so i’m bout to pop xans, while my mans sparks blunts

the drink’s here, my team here, the b-tches here, f-ck it let’s get it then

[verse 3]
go from breaking it down splitting a rillo
started getting fried, dice played the instrumental
then my phone got a text that say put it in the middle
if your b-tch get loud, cover that with a pillow
i met a cheater, f-ck her when i meet her
word from sour diesel, p-ss the motherf-cking cheeba
i’m a killa gang, fmg robber, nice to meet ya
whips and the kicks for the low, plus reefer
it ain’t sh-t cause i’mma smoke it dog
how the f-ck you playing poker with a joker card
you get hit real quick like an open guard
b-tch, my goons got straps like overalls
and you know my team over y’alls
can’t win, then they gut it like a bowling ball
so we got out quick, now they hope to fall
but i can’t go back to the open stall
now it’s all love, but it started off hate
ever since these motherf-ckers started my tape
kush with the strawberry purp and the grape
with the sweet aromatic gon’ start my day
phone blowing up cause they all need tree
first text light say “bag me three”
f-ck it though i gotta make trip to dc
silver spring first to meet with fmg
they told me that i’m never gonna mount to sh-t
they told me that i’m never gonna make it
now they ask when the drop of my alb-m is
and i told the b-tches keep waiting
see i’m not the type to be played with
never the type to be basic
either backwoods or them white boys, i roll it all i ain’t racist
they turn it up when they play this
rock nike b-tches, no asics
got a lot of groupies that love money, but none of ’em that make it
b-tch

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