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non fiction! - s-clive lyrics

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walk up in the room i don’t gotta make a entrance
he talk like he want static, but i know he just a attention
me i stay cool i don’t talk i just hit em
& you gon get hit too if i see ya with him

ask*why i’m money hungry, i was born on thanks giving
im jugging for some commas but i cannot do a sentence
rocky balboa how i got the charge acquitted
my life a documentary & it cannot be fiction

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i just came from cali but i’m headed to atlanta
ain’t worried bout them hatin on me it’s just propaganda
i can’t beef wit em if he ain’t got his bands up
& i can’t respect you if you don’t respect ya gramma

car push to start
you go head & walk

cocaine ghbli
looking like a white hawk

& worried bout another
i just let the cash talk

run up on me wrong & you in that
white chalk

they worried bout men not worried bout them i can’t relate

she seeing the benz she wanna be friends
& go on a date

she say ima snack she look like a meal
& i need a plate

i’m feeling her ass & she got class
i might make her bae

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walk up in the room i don’t gotta make a entrance
he talk like he want static, but i know he just a attention
me i stay cool i don’t talk i just hit em
& you gon get hit too if i see ya with him

ask*why i’m money hungry, i was born on thanks giving
im jugging for some commas but i cannot do a sentence
rocky balboa how i got the charge acquitted
my life a documentary & it cannot be fiction

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whip got sport mode
i just press one b*tton b*tton

i’m doing 150
just like it is nothing

made a 100k
you can ask my cousin

im chasing the bag
marathon i’m running

i take risks while you tryna take pictures
i need a millie i ain’t tracking bout richard
thinking bout a whip & i want dat fisker
i won’t ever buy it till it makes me richer

got yo chick l!cking on my finger
talk sh*t, try to reach, i pull trigger
get ya lined up like a barber no clippers
i give em shots like he drinking the liquor

& if he want the smoke then we burn em like the trees
just like malibu, & the california weed
in a blackout audi press the gas & i speed!
i done got pulled over but dis finna be a breeze

walk up in the room i don’t gotta make a entrance
he talk like he want static, but i know he just a attention
me i stay cool i don’t talk i just hit em
& you gon get hit too if i see ya with him

—————————————————————
ask*why i’m money hungry, i was born on thanks giving
im jugging for some commas but i cannot do a sentence
rocky balboa how i got the charge acquitted
my life a documentary & it cannot be fiction

—————————————————————

- s clive lyrics

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