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i’m not done - pacman plu lyrics

intro:

its pacman (yeah)
pac pac pac , its pacman
pac pac pac, its pacman
i’m back man

verse:

i’m just riding round westmoney, where you n*ggas at?
cause if i hit you n*ggas up, ya better hit me back
i’m working hard tryna put everybody on the map
and i heard everybody say it but all them n*ggas capped
i just smoked an eighth of sour i feel so relax
and i got out of the system, ain’t no going back
first ep ain’t sell a hunned, cause i sorta lack
but i’d be tight if n*ggas feel that i ain’t going plat

yah just got me on some sh*t again
i ain’t wna f*ck with shawty, till she call me to her crib and then
p*ssy got me with that b*tch again
and i just popped myself a xany, so of course i’m feeling militant
milligrams… got me feeling like that kid again
…out herе by my lonely, see i don’t really need a friend
don’t carе bout the sh*t you wna do n*gga i’m living it
if you put yourself inside my shoe you won’t be kicking it
no!
momma told me i’d be great way before i was even a minute old
and the talks i had with devin lately really got me feeling like a goat
chef harden with the shot, got me feeling like my sh*t is off the stove
i ain’t ever win a chip so now a days man i’m russing
for the gold

my whole team is chasing paradise
some got a 9 to 5, some got a pair of dice
some selling big dope, looking for a better life
i was in that cell for 12 hours, i had better nights
(yeah) i told myself that i ain’t going back
judge gave me anger management so i could handle that
plug gave me bouta thousand xans so i could sample with that
sold half, did 25, and lost the other stash. (yeah)

do the math

we ain’t even start the race, this the warm up lap (yeah)

warren sap

going hard for the bucs yeah i earned the sacks

roger that
my n*ggas getting young money, n*gga roger that
used to be f*ck plu, now they asking for my autograph
n*ggas on my d*ck n*gga roger that

- pacman plu lyrics

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