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any kit - payroll giovanni lyrics

[intro]
(reuel)

[verse]
let’s get our sh*t together
let’s huddle up and put some chips together
i got a plug, we can get whatever (whatever)
them the convos we had tryna get the cheddar
sky’s the limit, my n*gga, that’s how you get the ‘dweller (yup)
with the surface leather, watchin’ a fl!ck, no top on the whip
that sit in the garage while your pockets is thick
like the b*tch you was with while takin’ shots of ’42
whole clique gettin’ money, yeah, they got on rollies too (yeah)
i don’t do what phonies do, i don’t clout chase, i count pape’
i watch a person’s actions, not much of what they mouth say (nah)
a n*gga said he wanna get rich
but then complained when some hard work came his way, how that make sense?
excuses never paid rent or ice my b*tch wrist
or had the kids opening gifts on christmas
checkin’ off my wishlist thanks to my hustle
you can wire me the money or pay me in duffels
i remember movin’ raw by the bundle (yeah)
i remember tryna smuggle through tunnels just to ball in the jungle
now i move merch like el mencho move work
never speak on crew dirt under any circumstances (ever)
yeah, i grew up with bandits (yup)
in the trenches, but a youngin like me was tryna have sh*t (have sh*t)
i was obsessed with the mansions
that i passed by headin’ to somerset to cash sh*t
thinkin’ to myself, “why i’m buyin’ pradas
and i live in the hood and they cribs come with saunas?”
man, i want that, i gotta get stacks
times got rough, man, i gotta get back
but it’s nothin’ to a boss
smirkin’ at the past as my ‘vette peel off (skrrt)
used to get pills off
not e pills
oxy’ flips had me rich in three deals (yeah)
plus around that time, i could move a whole weed field
n*ggas used to play instead of build
now today, they somewhere mad at pay like it’s his fault he fake
i just chalked ’em away
louis sneaks as i’m walkin’ away
i can’t f*ck with walking losses today, uh
i’d rather own my own music over any whip
i’d rather own my own brand over any kit
you don’t own that, then stop talkin’ boss sh*t
stop talkin’ boss sh*t, boy
[outro]
get money, n*gga
haha

- payroll giovanni lyrics

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