had enough - lil $eb lyrics
[chorus]
tell my haters suck a d-ck my money stacking up, n-gg-s talking come thru wit the stick like “yo i’ve had enough” you say you popping but can’t sell a brick sh-t ain’t adding up, post a tape of me f-cking his b-tch just to make sure i got him mad enough
[verse]
i do this for a living if i shoot ima score i’m not settling for nothing what i got i want more, and my shooters don’t be fronting they be ready for war pull up anywhere you at and they’ll be breaking your door, and they carry the type of blickys they don’t sell at the stores, b-tches f-cking with me now but they used to ignore, bro you can tell that sh-t ain’t been the same like before if they hating on me now they gonna hate me some more. i’m lil $eb a fact about me is i don’t give a f-ck, keep a 30 and glockee you could run outta luck. i ain’t talking about no hockey bullets size of a puck bullets and we shoot from different angles ain’t no way you could duck. my music went from 0-300 degrees don’t touch the diamonds on my neck cause it’s a chance you could freeze and now they trynna f-ck wit seb cause i got bands i got cheese and she didn’t f-ck wit seb but now she all on her knees. heber told me “b-tches fake” i think that is a fact tell them you ain’t got no cake and watch the way that they act so if she tell you that she “love you” bro that sh-t is all cap cause she told that same sh-t to other n-gg-s on snap, this all part of they plan bro don’t fall on that trap cause she’ll find the perfect moment stick a knife in ya back now you all up in your feelings that’s when life is a wrap, then she proceed break your heart and take you out of the map
[chorus]
tell my haters suck a d-ck my money stacking up, n-gg-s talking come thru wit the stick like “yo i’ve had enough” you say you popping but can’t sell a brick sh-t ain’t adding up, post a tape of me f-cking his b-tch just to make sure i got him mad enough
[verse 2]
let me keep on rapping man they thought i was finished i’m addicted to this money like popeye with the spinach and your life falling apart but you still minding my business that’s why your bank account on zero and my sh-t full of digits. and besides the one i want no i ain’t trusting you b-tches i was chilling for minute now it’s back to this business and if you ever did me wrong no i ain’t giving forgiveness, i’m blasting up your spot and we ain’t leaving no witness…it’s seb
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