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supplier flow - lbs kee'vin lyrics

[verse]
i ain’t savin’ that sh*t, i’ma spend it (elite made that beat)
and then make it back off a couple of plays
they callin’ ’em there in a minute
this ho got exited from seein’ my chain, i told her, “it’s just the beginning” (just the beginning)
they don’t come around when i lose, they clappin’ and cheerin’ whenever i’m winnin’ (run it up playboi)
i scheduled a meeting with god to ask him if he would forgive me for sinnin’ (‘give me for sinnin’)
i still go to sleep with a rod, if he make a move, then he sleep with the fishes (sleep with the fishеs)
i’m really breakin’ the law whilе i been gettin’ money and duckin’ the sentence (duckin’ the sentence)
i did this sh*t on my own, i get up and get it, don’t need no assistance (need no assistance)
i was f*ckin’ on b*tches in michigan, they askin’ me if i play for the pistons
i been croppin’ they ass out the picture, don’t f*ck with these n*ggas, i’m keepin’ my distance
i don’t listen to none of the critics, you gotta have money to get my attention
i’m rapidly movin’ them pounds, the price up and down, i feel like i’m benchin’
mama told me to reach for the stars, so i put the stars on the roof of the cars
i was broke and i wanted to ball, i was selling the star on the wizard of oz
i’m spendin’ this sh*t, if she loyal, i spoil the b*tch if she down for the cause
she know i’m a shark in that water, we get to the crib, and i get in her jaws
my circle small, i’m not approachable, i only f*ck with a couple of n*ggas
if i got a problem, i go out of town, when i land, i’ma cash app a couple of k!llas
i’m good with the b*tches, if my mama left me at home, i would try to f*ck the babysitter
yeah, i’m taxin’, if a n*gga try to come back after shoppin’ with another dealer man
in the middle, that what i used to be, yeah, now i call all the shots, yeah
n*ggas ain’t foolin’ me, yeah, i really came from the block, yeah
look at my jewelry, but a n*gga better not touch
i ain’t met one ho in my life that i can’t double back right now and f*ck
i keep at least fifteen in the clip and one in the head, don’t try your luck
always wear sh*t that i can’t pr*nounce, but i know for a fact these dior chucks
i’m still in the streets and i got a deal, but i need that check, ain’t get enough
ain’t workin’ no job, been employed by the trap, i got off my ass and ran it up
i’m up but ain’t savin’ no hoes
i keep a tool like a manager workin’ for lowe’s
she grimy then she get exposed
i’m cuttin’ ’em off if they failin’ to stick to the code
i’m doin’ this sh*t all for the bros
they comin’ with me, i’m protected at all of my shows
she f*ckin’ to get in the door
ignorin’ the b*tch, ’cause lately, i’ve been in my mode
[outro]
let me hear that?
nah, nah, f*ck it, just* sh*t, let the beat play out, sh*t

- lbs keevin lyrics

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