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pride too big - semi homie lyrics

[intro]
(uh) (lee on the beat, i bet it’s a classic)
(uh leeboy) (yo hustle)
(hey hustle)

[chorus]
uh, we both tote guns but we ain’t the same you ain’t tryna get busy like me
you tripping like sh*t you ain’t [?] thinking about riding with me
i ain’t never getting robbed my pride too big
i ain’t never getting robbed my caliber big
he gon’ tell on his men he ain’t tryna do a bid
i know what come with this sh*t i’m prepared for a bid
i know what come with this sh*t i be shooting at [?]
how you standing on business but ain’t fixing no problems?
if i ain’t had me no money they probably wouldn’t answer
d*ckriding*ass n*gga you a background dancer
n*gga worried ’bout me need to worry ’bout his pockets
they need to free glo bro hopping them counters
getting that sh*t for the free [?]
[?] smoking to smoke i don’t even get high

[verse]
too many pistols this sh*t like the army
n*gga rap like he gangster but really a victim
i ain’t f*cking with you you got robbed, you [?] me
hopped out on a n*gga his eyes got big
two moves one month i done ran up a fifty
take him down for some diddies i’m smoking them diddies
i really went in his house and walked out with that sh*t
play crazy he getting hit at by his own sh*t
i got a lil’ move for some drac’s
n*gga i’m dropping my mask out the a
run in his house take that lil’ 50k
if i bag you and you ain’t got that money i’m hitting
b*tch keep throwing that p*ssy i’m never gon’ hit you
i’m robbery homie i’m changing my name
scared*ass n*gga be tucking his change
this sh*t coming fast send your ass on a plane
this sh*t 448 got them bags on a plane
we shoot first gang n*gga proceed with caution
smoking this lil’ russian cream this b*tch got me coughing
out of town with this b*tch and her n*gga keep calling
i be dragging on sh*t i’ma show you i’m having
this sh*t coming fast n*ggas lives be slow
this b*tch tryna lie but her lies some sh*t
n*gga ducking them nines but ain’t ducking them .556 (on the men)
[chorus]
uh, we both tote guns but we ain’t the same you ain’t tryna get busy like me
you tripping like sh*t you ain’t [?] thinking about riding with me
i ain’t never getting robbed my pride too big
i ain’t never getting robbed my caliber big
he gon’ tell on his men he ain’t tryna do a bid
i know what come with this sh*t i’m prepared for a bid
i know what come with this sh*t i be shooting at [?]
how you standing on business but ain’t fixing no problems?
if i ain’t had me no money they probably wouldn’t answer
d*ckriding*ass n*gga you a background dancer
n*gga worried ’bout me need to worry ’bout his pockets
they need to free glo bro hopping them counters
getting that sh*t for the free [?]
[?] smoking to smoke i don’t even get high

[outro]
(uh, just mind your business, uh)

- semi homie lyrics

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