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earned it - daemoney lyrics

[chorus: babyface ray]
it ain’t my fault you f*cked your money up, n*gga
blindfold on, ridin’ ’round clear tint
hope you know that i ain’t tryna hide from you n*ggas
you know i earned the right to go hard on a b*tch

[verse 1: babyface ray]
they like, “boy, you deserve it”
they see me, they gettin’ nervous, don’t you worry
only came for one thing, i remember my first g
i remember my first ten, sellin’ paperwork with ri
i wish soda was alive, used to see him every week
first one to tell me pick between rapping or the streets
treat me like a rapper now, but all that cappin’, it ain’t mе
all that actin’, it ain’t me, all that act’ we used to drink
all that sh*t that wе done done, never used a one*on*one
all i know is buy a load, take ’em there, and f*ck ’em up
n*ggas sprintin’ with the bag, so all that frontin’ done
yeah, drop it with no care, the tab be like a hundred
they call me, know i’m comin’, masterpiece like i’m crumble
tarzan plain jane, swingin’ through the jungle
n*gga screamin’, “gang gang,” i don’t even know you
that cup got me knocked, so i try not to promote it

[chorus: babyface ray & daemoney]
it ain’t my fault you f*cked your money up, n*gga
blindfold on, ridin’ ’round clear tint (yeah)
hope you know that i ain’t tryna hide from you n*ggas (uh*uh)
you know i earned the right to go hard on a b*tch
[verse 1: daemoney]
i just left up out of z, this piece leanin’ and i’m still leanin’
finished*ass n*ggas front they moves, it ain’t hard to see it
she said her n*gga wanna be me, he better keep dreamin’
the checks that i be gettin’ like i’m ballin’ with some g leaguers
forgiato dinner plates, hit the cup and then i skate
i’m the blueprint, these n*ggas see me and they imitate
i’ma end the beef, but promise i ain’t never entertainin’
b*tches lose they mind in the club when i’m in there rainin’
wavy navy armed and dangerous, smokin’ gerski with the ganger
had a talk with gang the other day, we done with the a*ers
b*tches walkin’ ’round to they friends like, “you know he slayed me?”
i’m tryna get an m, i was twenty when i seen eighty
all them scams, all them juggs, all them road trips i took
all that sh*t i been through, i swear that i could write a book
when them bullets comin’ at you, most n*ggas’d be shook
most n*ggas shoot the gun, half the time, they don’t look
i ain’t duckin’ from no n*gga, blindfold, ridin’ clear tint
i f*cked her first night and you thought she was a pure b*tch
i cut my conversations short ’cause n*ggas, they don’t hear sh*t
if n*ggas don’t hear sh*t, but then you need to hear this

- daemoney lyrics

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