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beggars plea - cantrell lyrics

[verse 1]
from the city of dream k!llers and real n*ggas
where bad b*tches ain’t ever heard of lip fillers
the internet? wasn’t really into that
you either had a mean step back or flipped nose drippers everybody y’all said was hotter, where that at tho?
a couple n*ggas living ‘cause i said so
from a different angle, you can see the angel’s dirty halo
got a leg up like i’m fabo
dancing ass n*gga yeah that’s me
skating ass n*gga yeah that’s me
rapping ass n*gga yeah…
(ok)
probably wanted me to sign to thug instеad of nas huh?
free thugger. ysl on my body i’m god’s son
let’s get it cracking i’m bobbin’ and wеaving in my new edition biting my sh*t’ll have you losing ya’ dentures
think that they losing interest ‘cause i ain’t talking ‘bout k!lling or smoking and popping percys… f*ck it, minding my bidness
never would get a mention, but never would get offended
i just kept a hunnid and lit a fire in my city
can’t deny it or spite it know i inspired the city plotting on my arrival hope they’ll be riding in with me
[refrain]
what i gotta do for y’all to hear me? how deep i gotta go for y’all to hear me? (yeah)

[verse 2]
i figured i’d be making money of this art but…
n*ggas skipped me more than shannon sharpe
if i’m going through it then i need it, watch me flip like it’s summersault
rise above that sh*t watch me pole vault
most n*ggas go from cds to cdls
i’m blessed heart on my sleeve so you see these ls
and learn from ‘em, so you can earn from ‘em
in atlanta like i‘m ern and i’m tryna urn sumn’
all about my paper, boy i might fold sumn’
i been living on my homie couch lemme hold sumn’
heard that i’m cold yeah prolly froze sumn’
but you know how it goes n*gga they’ll probably cold front him
i see ms (icms) in my future yeah a lot of ‘em
these rap tours (raptors) need me like siakam
the blue checks don’t add up to dollars
but now they think you poppin’ like kanye’s trl collar
hoes wanna holla, dudes wanna follow
but they don’t know that you’re the stepchild out of all of…
the n*ggas that do what you do, but they don’t move how you move but the game is the game i don’t sweat, it’s cool

[refrain]:
what i gotta do for y’all to hear me? how deep i gotta go for y’all to hear me? i think these n*ggas fear me
‘cause they don’t come near me
(aight)

- cantrell lyrics

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