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fiend - sadat (rap) lyrics

[verse 1]
sort of like an addict i fiend
for nicotine and a taste of the green
but it seems to unleash all the satan in me
maybe its birth, maybe it’s the nature of me
the love for it takes everything sacred to me
when i have it, i feel like it makes me a king
it lies to me everyday, tries to sell me a dream
like i know that it’s the most forsaken of things
but i still find myself gone chasing the same
it tells me never venture, just stay in my lane
it lures me when a promise of this fortune and fame
starts beef with my boys just for speaking it’s name
i love it the way it is and i hate when it change
now i fiend for it, feels like i’m sleeping awake
grind two weeks for it, 8 hours a day
then i feel so lost when i give it away
until then you can catch it in my td bank

[hook]
i want money
i want money
i don’t take e, don’t sip on the lean
but when it comes to this money i’m a god d-mn fiend
i want money
i want money
smoke a little weed, not f-cking with leak
but when it comes to this money i’m a god d-mn fiend

[verse 2]
the dough, the stacks, the cheddar, the scratch
the bread or the cash, i’ll find it wherever it’s at
i enjoy the chase, it’s better in fact
the best part is the feeling when i’m bringing it back
for that, i’ll bend the flow over the track
make love to the sample, leave my soul on her back
i’m fiending for it now so i made it a pact
to spit until i gain whatever i lack
in my world
i see what you see past
the dude selling the drugs is a fiend for the cash
he has what they love tucked away in his stash
they’re exchanging highs when they transact
if i had to pick a drug, i’d say it was crack or smack
one rule, you better relapse
if you kicked the habit, threw in the flag
that means more for me n-gga where are the bags?

[verse 3]
i think my dad is the reason i f-ck with this bread heavy
i was young, i was smart, in return i was fed fetty
i used it as a drug, keeping my head steady
until the day i realized i l-st for those dead prezzys
lord i’m thinkin’, with these bars i’m linking(lincoln)
i need a mic like jackson, to grant me franklins
root of all evil is what they’re claiming
if so then you must understand me satan
i don’t believe that too much
it says it right here “in god we trust”
they put it on my shoulders and rhyme i must
i’m the sickest in the game, in god i trust
who’s gonna stop me? so c-cky with the flows
i step up in the booth the i do it like i’m supposed
one day, i’ll copping a rolls
i told you i got to get it n-gga give me the gold

- sadat rap lyrics

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