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24hrs - blakeiana lyrics

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[intro]
(i love you, vega)

[chorus]
all i got is twenty*four hours in a day
up a mil’ ticket off a birkin and this bank
type of b*tch i am, i go hard in the paint
he thinkin’ he mine, but lil’ buddy is a stray
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it

[verse 1]
i got twenty*four hours, i’ma need a couple more
all these n*ggas really on my head, body, knees, and toes
jeweler n*gga made me shinе, a b*tch was already cold (already cold)
car dealеr took me to the lot, i peeled off in a rolls (skrrt)
f*ck with dude and his friend, both of them so beneficial (yop)
if the n*gga penny pinchin’, i don’t want no dealings with him (uh*uh)
flyin’ private coast to coast, shout out to my pilot boo
rapper n*gga makin’ songs ’bout me, he know that i’m the truth (haha)
sendin’ water in his suite, it’s somethin’ ’bout them athletes (for real)
he in college, go to yale, i got a baby trusty
might just swap him for his pappy (what?), scammer n*ggas make me happy (yop)
ndas gettin’ signed ’cause ’bout me, these n*ggas chatty
[chorus]
all i got is twenty*four hours in a day
up a mil’ ticket off a birkin and this bank
type of b*tch i am, i go hard in the paint
he thinkin’ he mine, but lil’ buddy is a stray
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it

[verse 2]
have my fedex n*gga deliver flowers for my sneaky link (sure did)
this n*gga from the dirty d keep me up in expensive mink (uh*huh)
he sellin’ product in the day, i spend the profit by the night (give me that)
short sh*t not my type unless his money up the height
i like ballers (ayy), shot callers (ayy)
if the n*gga wanna spoil you, take his offer (hah)
i like ballers (ayy), shot callers (ayy)
different sponsors and i’m makin’ time for all of ’em (godd*mn)

[chorus]
all i got is twenty*four hours in a day
up a mil’ ticket off a birkin and this bank
type of b*tch i am, i go hard in the paint
he thinkin’ he mine, but lil’ buddy is a stray
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it
forever on my turnt sh*t, never be a broke b*tch
finesse a n*gga out that bag, make him go get it
[outro]
godd*mn

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