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spendin' - stimulus lyrics

prolly’ got six bucks in my bank account
and you muhf*cka’s lookin’ at me?
look, i don’t even know how i made it out the house
let alone cross town wit’ my sh*t on e
im tryna sell some merch, i got towels and shirts
and they just want sh*t free, like its a pile of dirt
im like, “ouch it hurts”, but thats how it works
until they see you put up in a big house or he*rs*
i gotta big check its in transit
if i get a p*ss test i get antsy (yeah)
so i took a big risk wit’ this rappin
money on the first, yeah, i feel fancy
on the third its gone, look i spent it
play to the beat, my drum keep em dancin’
shawty got a fat ass its entrancin’
had to snap back, camera, action. (yeah)
ain’t sh*t, but a blemish
when i zoom out, see the image
ain’t never done sh*t
get pruned, good riddance
see cake and they come back
think they make a break for that daylight
like they get a cut, not the case
jus’ lookin em in they face like

start wit’ that sh*t i’ll end it
hands out, but i ain’t gon’ lend it
yeah, got chain, got gold, got pendants
and now you wanna act all friendly?
i don’t even know what i’m spendin’
to you i’m broke accept it
can’t trust they so deceptive
still they watch me so attentive, yeah
i don’t even know what i’m spendin’
i don’t (i don’t) even know what im spendin’, yeah
i don’t even know what i’m spendin’
i don’t (i don’t) even know what im spendin’, yeah
got chain, got gold, etcetera (yeah)
and i’m on the road excessive
all the self*promo expensive
so to you i’m broke, accept it
if i don’t want it, i ain’t got cash
i ain’t no bank, get off of my ass
bought me a chain to wrap around my neck
and then i reinvest the rest that i had (yeah)
cross the map, no at*a*las
from denver back to minneapolis
they jumped ship, no passengers
its just me, myself, plus manager
b*tch, i move around like corona
hoes in o*town to oklahoma
back get blown out, get coma’d (yeah)
mad at me, dont phone ’em (brrrt)
yeah, gotta cold heart, no donor
i be goin hard, no b*n*r
everyday blowin’ loud, daytona
got sh*t to pay, can’t loan it. (huh)

gettin’ paid but i ain’t gettin rich
spend the type of guap to make ya’ leave ya b*tch
but its accounted for, its all into this so
i be godd*mned gettin guilt n’ tripped dawg
never done sh*t for me, now they p*ssed off
want my money? tell em suck my d*ck off

- stimulus lyrics

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