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get yours - h.foolio lyrics

love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get your feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin my -ss
cuz i’ma be somebody

(verse)
all they ever tell me is
don’t go dreamin higher
but when i’m lookin in the mirror
i see a messiah
so electric wit a sentence
i be crossin wires
disconnect the dragon bro
cuz i spit da fire
kick game fly bust a rod
don’t try to run up on me
l!cks is right word is bond
more blunt than all your chronic
flippin up a lid
not how you would be
how you want it?
chasin fake -ss b-tter on the cut up
like you’re blue bonnet?
you only live once
you’re so mnemonic
you loose change
stanky cake
puttin grey poupon on it
and i’m still reppin figure 8’s
cuz i’m iconic
better learn to skate baby
throw some ice on it
put the top down
lookin like somethin
rollin in cement now
sneakers got dem soul creepin
hot d-mn!
i make it a point to be as open
as i’m hopin otherwise i’m like a
dope fiend fadin out
i got a blue suit
and some new shoes
tricky bobbin and i’m weavin
and i’m on the move
stick it to ya hand ampersand
cuz you gonna lose
i rock the block
like a typhoon comin through

hfoolie rock the coolie
gonna wish you truly knew me
but you will with what i’m doin
twistin words like rubiks cubin
bendin bars with heated lines
read between em cuz i’m schoolin
watch me on the fly
this the beginning of my movement

(hook)
love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get your feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin my -ss
cuz i’ma be somebody

love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get ya feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin my -ss
cuz i’ma be somebody

(verse)
queue the smoke
be dope and go long
i aim high
get a feel for the dough
but don’t expect to rise
keep your hands to yourself
this is my property line
i don’t swipe in real life
i just be gettin off of vibes
where the beat in the heart
of your drum machine?
i ain’t heard
i don’t h–rd the rhythm
i just hold the cord to the words
see me flyin feather weight
leave the rest to the birds
not your average woman grip
but i grade on a curve
yes sir (yes sir)
i’m the aggressor
i’m so combustible
but no pressure
top notch clothes
get the top of the dresser
so brand new
i never felt fresher
take a risk head first
you know i ain’t scurred
i prefer no filter on my words
other wise the meaning
of my feelin get blurred
quit stock’n me b-tch
you ain’t mature
call me mademoiselle
lyrical couture
i could jig a little
but i whig a little more
i work it like a squiggle
but i’m straight like liquor
and when it come to the past
i leave it all at the door
there’s no stoppin me now
flow these words in a pour
i got sw-nk juice
breakin bread like jesús
flockin it like grey goose
provin it appraise you
baby that’s sure
movin up in the world
yeah you gotta get yours

(hook)
love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get your feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin my -ss
cuz i’ma be somebody

love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get your feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin my -ss
cuz i’ma be somebody

love don’t last
but i love gettin money
everything in the past
so i just keep runnin
get your feet off the dash
drive fast lil honey
keep bustin dat -ss
cuz you gon’ be somebody

- h foolio lyrics

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