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group chats - dear silas lyrics

[chorus: dear silas]
i got purpose on my grind can’t f*ck around
got no time to lose
workin all that flaugin
i been dodging nem bugaboos
lurking on my timeline
no time for them lazy fools
living in my purpose
h*ll nah, i can’t f*ck with you

i got purpose on my grind can’t f*ck around
got no time to lose
workin all that flaugin
i been doing nem bugaboos
lurking on my timeline
no time for them lazy fools
living in my purpose
i been living in my uh…

[verse 1: dear silas]
i can’t f*ck with all these n*ggas
always crying about helping me
keep that lame sh*t from round me
not tryna catch that disease
please don’t hit my line if you not
tryna hit up that fee
i need all my paper
if i went blind i would still see green
always be the loudest n*ggas
who blocking and do the most
if you run yo mouth f*ck up the vibe
then i’m throwing bows
stay bopping and got no goals
but copping designer clothes
thеn you wonder why you broke
and can’t nevеr get you no hoes
[refrain: dear silas]
please excuse my french to all my
ladies who at my shows
just rapping what’s on my mind in the booth
you know how it goes

[bridge: dear silas]
talm bout the lame ass mothaf*ckas
who be talm bout
mane you know what?
toot that, toot that

[verse 2: trae tha truth]
d*mn, why these n*ggas hating on ig
i’m slabbin these maybach doors
i was broke these hoes ain’t want me
now i’m finna pay back hoes
brand new crib, new bag, and a time piece
d*mn ya just can’t beat those
want it i go and i get it n0body gone stop me
i just can’t see nos’
i’m in the city hanging like a banner
you’n wanna get in my way, no
sh*t go up and i play fasho’
get a new bag they hate mo
thinking bout where i came and where i started
everyone else departed on the low
checkin my list i feel like i’m a sto’
thinking bout sh*t that i done felt before
i know these n*ggas be worthless
i gotta step in my purpose
i’m fly might take em to church
got em feeling like a sunday service
they know my spirit be different
that’s probably why them n*ggas nervous
i’m in that penthouse somewhere at the top
you barely scratch the surface for real
[chorus: dear silas]
i got purpose on my grind can’t f*ck around
got no time to lose
workin all that flaugin
i been dodging nem bugaboos
lurking on my timeline
no time for them lazy fools
living in my purpose
h*ll nah, i can’t f*ck with you

[verse 3: dear silas]
hit the gas i been on ten
n*ggas mad i don’t need friends
i been stacking up these wins
take it on yo chinny chin chin
heading down i*55
freelons used to go live
fo’ i hit the crib need a leg
pepper with the churchs chicken thigh

will i make a billie i don’t know
but i bet i make it cross the globe
(but i bet i make it cross the globe)
by the time my niece is turning four
d*mn i already did that
went to paris then i came back
went and got a f*ckin big bag
twenty thousand screaming out jack
[refrain: dear silas]
yah yah uhh
the f*ck you talking bout
i already did that sh*t
p*ssy ahh n*gga ahrrr

- dear silas lyrics

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