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i don’t - mani dollaz lyrics

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yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t
yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t

nah, i don’t care about what you gotta say. burger king, tryna have it my way. never time for breaks, this ain’t a holiday. i’m drowning in my pockets deep like a lake. they mad ‘cause i pull off in a foreign. they hit me on the cell and i ignore ‘em. they looking h-lla salty, call em saline. it ain’t about the green, then i treat it like it’s boring. i cut off all your ties, i’m allergic to your business. leave you in the dark like you fell in an abyss. run it up by my own, that’s the only way i do it. in this game, i can’t lose, chief keef, king louie. i’m a rollie, you geneva, you ain’t worth my time. got no love in my city, but i still hold it down. i’m driven by the n-gg-s who drew me as a clown, i’m coming for the crown. i’m done with being cordial. i ain’t sharing, not a morsel. beef with me, you’ll be remorseful
we ain’t friends hoe, we enemies. never had n-body that support me. just snitches tryna hit me with a felony. don’t worry about me, just chase your green, let’s get it!

yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t
yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t

i don’t need n-body that ain’t down to ride for me. i don’t need no b-tch if she ain’t down to die for me. all my homies down to ride when it’s time to slide. pull up to your mommas crib and turned that sh-t to columbine. black lasabre, derek fishers in the back seat. creeping down the block, sight to ops, they turned to athletes. and you can try to run lil n-gg- but you’re steven hawkins. teaching lessons with the wesson is how i’m white chalking. it’s santana b-tch

yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t
yea, who need friends that’ll sneak dis? h-ll no i don’t
who needs hoes tryna break your bank? no i don’t
360 deal tryna take my dough, no i don’t, ayy
no, i don’t i don’t i don’t i don’t

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