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take care of your kids freestyle - mstr (atl) lyrics

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i’m from the city that don’t never sleep
i’m from the city that don’t never sleep yea
i’m from the city that don’t never sleep

i’m a young n*gga trying to make the dream
i’m a young n*gga trying to shake the scene
yea
i be stackin i stack i stack
i build the wealth yea
i stack these racks
stack these racks
up to my belt, what ?

y’all n*ggas can’t be saved
y’all n*ggas can’t be helped, yeah
y’all n*ggas demons, y’all spirit cannot be quenched yea
y’all n*ggas d*ck ride givein 5 stars on a yelp yea
y’all n*ggas need to rеad some f*ckin self*help, yеah
y’all claim y’all stand on business. what the f*ck is this ?
y’all claim y’all stand on business. who’s pursuing this ?

y’all n*ggas need church
y’all n*ggas be sh*t
y’all n*ggas be p*ssy
y’all n*gga be g*y y’all n*ggas be h0m* f*ckin bussy

cold cup of fanta
i got broads in atlanta
i hope i rack up and buy a f*ckin panda

make that money
make it f*ckin rain like mana
jesus christ on the cross, no santa

i just f*cked this white b*tch
i think her name is hanna
i think its anna
it don’t f*ckin even matter

i hear the rara, hear the bullsh*t, hear the banter what?
y’all n*ggas life so simple it will f*ckin shatter huh?

b*tch so bad she don’t even gotta flatter me
she speak the spanish she speak the french i speak the portuguese
i try to make the money so i could be bougiuasie
i try to make the money so i could be bougiuasie

im the type of n*gga cross my legs and sip a cup of tea
im the type of n*gga i open my mouth these n*ggas don’t f*ck with me
im the type of n*gga i walk any where no body trouble me
im the type of n*gga i walk any where y’all p*ssy n*ggas flee
i be living in a world with technologies
i’m a cyborg in my new biology

y’all don’t learn y’all sh*t yall methodology
y’all don’t learn y’all sh*t yall methodology

young n*gga trying this sh*t
i been doing this for a lil bit
y’all think its a play y’all think its a skit
y’all n*ggas mad a young n*gga slid
y’all n*ggas mad a young n*gga went big
workin till grammy rich
im a e*got b*tch
imagine 30 on rap sh*t
go home and take care of your kids!
take care of your kids !
n*gga !
take care of your kids
take care of your kids
take care of your kids
take care of your kids

yea

yea

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