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no alcohol - destroy lonely lyrics

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[chorus]
i been, huh
i gotta pour up all the time, don’t sip no alcohol baby
i think i’m addicted to money i gotta keep on ballin’
i came a long way from trappin’ out the hallway
yeah my contract bigger than ball players (yeah)
and her ass so fat she can’t even walk n*gga (yeah)
i put it on on a off day (yeah)
and i get so fly that i’m touching the stars n*gga
i had to go hard n*gga, and i’m pulling out strong when i pull out the car n*gga
you been knew what it was when it start baby (yeah)
and you gotta keep goin’ i think you should stop n*gga (yeah)

[verse]
your cool and i was broke ain’t had money and all of these n*ggas just start trippin’
they weren’t bool when i was broke without money and now these b*tches tryna f*ck wit’ me
don’t get me wrong and i ain’t had no cash i still had some hoes wit’ me
don’t get it f*cked up, when i ain’t have a bag i still put on them clothes n*gga
don’t get it f*cked up yeah, turnt up but i still could get a load in
these n*ggas tryna play wit’ me i was active knock out they homies (yeah)
these n*ggas just be cappin’, please my business i stand on that (yeah)
i only rock real drip, my diamonds flash like kodak (yes)
i’m the boss baby and you know that (you know that)
if you love me show that
i don’t show money but i show racks (huh)
i just don’t show cash
yeah, and that might go over all these broke n*ggas heads
and i had yo main b*tch in my bed giving up her head (yeah)
with the money i go sped (yeah)
with the fashion i go sped (yeah)
k!ll the p*ssy, it’s dead (it’s dead)
all the money in my pocket it got presidents that’s dead (yeah)
if i see another opp imma lay him down, oh yeah (frrt)
everyday i go to bed, huh i lay my head (yeah)
i thank god for all this sh*t i did and all the sh*t i said (yeah)
i thank god for all the b*tches that let me f*ck n*gga, oh yeah (oh yeah)
i thank god for all the diamonds he let me rock n*gga, oh yeah (thank you god)
[chorus]
i been, huh
i gotta pour up all the time, don’t sip no alcohol baby
i think i’m addicted to money i gotta keep on ballin’
i came a long way from trappin’ out the hallway
yeah my contract bigger than ball players (yeah)
and her ass so fat she can’t even walk n*gga (yeah)
i put it on on a off day (yeah)
and i get so fly that i’m touching the stars n*gga
i had to go hard n*gga, and i’m pulling out strong when i pull out the car n*gga
you been knew what it was when it start baby (yeah)
and you gotta keep goin’ i think you should stop n*gga

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