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no hook iv - t. bailey lyrics

[verse]

i lost my uncle to this cancer
i’m just looking for some answers
at the funeral they jumped my pops
so when i see one of you n-ggas bodies finna drop – off top
i know that i’m opinionated
but i never over compensate it
i just want some conversation
maybe we could go vacation
mind racing when i think about it
put my all into some sh-t and nothing came up out it
this is why i’m hot, but no i’m not mims
i rather ride stock than to cop rims
gotta keep the hits going; young derek jeter
see i’m goku they vegeta
another n-gga mamacita
when i was young watching cita’s world on bet
i always saw myself i knew it on that tv screen
bradshaw and farooq a young acolyte
had to eat the beat up what an appet-te
this music needed expediting
like a dark film set my n-gga i need extra lightening
don’t forget who put you on game with a lot of it
and when you try to sh-t and it don’t work no apologies
touring all over, i never been a hater
i done seen it all i can give you tips like a waiter

the youngins’ look up to me, i never sold my soul
ain’t no other n-gga touching me y’all h0m-s on the low
spending money’s my motivation
money talks my conversation
just waiting for me to fall flat
which is why i had to fall back
they either falling off or barely holding on
would they have confidence without the rollie watch on
i don’t find the good in everything, i know it’s false prophets
that walk amongst us indicating that they know who god is
they wanted me to starve while they ate up in my face
but my plate came from my grind not a source that was my case people say a lot but i watch what they do
like tyler perry i could bring the b-tch out of you
i had to find a purpose
everything i want i purchase
cause i felt like i deserved it
for all the years i felt worthless

i ain’t from saint louie but ima lunatic
better think before you ask me like when you google sh-t
you just wanted my life i understand now
didn’t want the advice you just want the hand out
funny, still on the gram flossing money
you arrogant for what? you ain’t never left the country
this is what i gotta do to make y’all compete
that’s cool i don’t bang but i’ll see y’all in the streets
you should tread carefully because your n-gga died the other week
i ain’t out here thuggin’ but my n-ggas gone tweak
n-ggas ain’t about money they only bout b-tches
charge a n-gga all this money just let these hoes get in
they don’t do spending, everything’s free
that don’t sound like you about money to me

tryna play it safe, ask madden -ss n-ggas
lost everything you had “i had it -ss n-gga”
they hate to see you eating but i’m chewing with my mouth open
bite the bullet when you speaking, f-ck outspoken
i’m on your mind dog, way too much
you play the tough card and say it way too much
you can never doubt my dedication
my love for it all go further than a reputation
putting fear in your hearts, didn’t want to have to do it
rather not have it, than to have it all and lose it
gone

- t bailey lyrics

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