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love me - moufthemessenger lyrics

i don’t trust nothing these b*tches be saying so girl don’t you tell me you love me
bacc in the day i was broke, and i didn’t have sh*t, and these b*tches would dub me
run up my bandz now they all in pants, i got b*tches who just wanna fucc me
i’m just chasing this money, i keep me a 30 cuz i know this sh*t get ugly

do what i do and i move how i move ima goat when i step in the booth
really the truth
step wit them n*ggas who really gonna step and the shooters who shoot
double my cup and i go to the moon
i just did a show had to double my loot
walk in the party i throw up the hood when i’m staccin the b*tches be saying it’s cute
yea yea
you know i’m one of a kind
been doing this sh*t since like bacc 09
i don’t gotta say it’s my time
just know that i’m working i stay on my grind
i ain’t never give up, 10 years later you know i’m still waiting in line
and you know when i’m up, 500k for the watch when i look at the time
and you know when i’m up 500k for the chain just to look at it shine
and you know it ain’t tucced, waiting for one of these n*ggas to grab and they dying
and my pistol it’s tucced, if you playing sn*tchies then i’m leaving 10 in ya spine
get the sh*t bacc put it right on my necc, then i’m leaving the scene like i ain’t do the crime
bacc in the day i broke as b*tch, i had to get in my bag bag
now i can put any b*tch in my whip, and most of my b*tches is bad bad
i got some shorties who i never hit up and i know that sh*t got em mad mad
but i can’t be chasing no b*tch when i making these hits, throw em all in a trash bag
pull up on trip, he just got bacc in the city wit h*lla the trash bags
used to be zips, now i want pounds, you know i be smoking the gas gas
you know we lit, go to club by myself but i’m leaving wit ass ass
hit that b*tch once, i’m not even taking her number, she left in the past past

- moufthemessenger lyrics

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