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blade - curren$y & monstabeatz lyrics

[intro]
n*ggas livin’ like kings, everything’s stacked shut
h*ll, yeah, h*ll, life, h*ll

[chorus]
uh, i put your b*tch on the blade (yeah, yeah, yeah)
uh, i put your b*tch on the blade (i put your b*tch on the blade)
ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’ to me)
i put your b*tch on the blade (i put your b*tch on the blade, yeah)
i put your b*tch on the blade (yeah, i put your b*tch on the blade)
ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’ to me)
that boy ain’t tryna get paid (he ain’t tryna get paid)
that boy ain’t tryna get paid (no, he ain’t tryna get paid)
he pretend to be a peak (he pretend to be a peak)
that b*tch ain’t tryna get paid (that b*tch ain’t tryna get paid)
yeah, yeah, yeah
if she was tryna get paid (if she was tryna get paid)
then she’d be ridin’ with me (uh, i put your)

[verse 1]
my white walls clean, i’m a hustlin’ b*tch’s dream
she wanna trial for the team ’cause she see us with the rings
n*ggas livin’ like kings, stackin’ major chains
she out there in the rain to keep me on day*to*day
i dropped her off at the club, she slid out of my rows
a few hoes she work with, curious and tryna go
n*ggas don’t know what it feel like to be chose
for a chick to dig you so much that she won’t give you her dough
to keep you cold on the street, so much ice in my gold
i had to sell my rolex out because all the time froze
yeah, landed in a different time zone
conversation rules the nation
fifteen minutes got her mind gone
[chorus]
i put your b*tch on the blade (yeah, uh, yeah)
i put your b*tch on the blade
ain’t nothin’ to me
i put your b*tch on the blade (on a strobe), yeah
i put your b*tch on the blade
ain’t nothin’ to me
if she was tryna be paid
if she was tryna get paid
she’d be f*ckin’ with me
i put your b*tch on the blade
put them heels on her, l
she’ll be somethin’ to see, l

[verse 2]
i put that b*tch up on the blade like f*ck it’s back page
old fig pass guage and drop her in the back lane
kingsway, mid*track, that’s where i did my sh*t at
it’s sh*t rack, play that b*tch a week and get a motel
leave my ho a eight ball, she bound to make a coke sale
real n*ggas get it only talkin’ ’cause i live it
waitin’ for the day that i could talk it when i lived it like it burn out
three ho, but this real, ism i was on my way to wackos
headin’ down broadway
peely’s at the park she get brackin’ all in broad day
hang out for a bit, politic with my loved ones
then send my b*tch to vegas, with my bottom for a real run
[chorus]
uh, i put your b*tch on the blade (yeah, yeah, yeah)
uh, i put your b*tch on the blade (i put your b*tch on the blade)
ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’ to me)
i put your b*tch on the blade (i put your b*tch on the blade, yeah)
i put your b*tch on the blade (yeah, i put your b*tch on the blade)
ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’ to me)
that boy ain’t tryna get paid (he ain’t tryna get paid)
that boy ain’t tryna get paid (no, he ain’t tryna get paid)
he pretend to be a peak (he pretend to be a peak)
that b*tch ain’t tryna get paid (that b*tch ain’t tryna get paid)
yeah, yeah, yeah
if she was tryna get paid (if she was tryna get paid)
then she’d be ridin’ with me
i put your

- curreny monstabeatz lyrics

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