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be careful - topflight jolly lyrics

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[intro]
lil mister, faded, mack
ha, i know i ain’t sh-t, i know i ain’t sh-t
i know i ain’t sh-t, i know i ain’t sh-t, look

[verse 1]
i know i ain’t sh-t yet
and i’ll tell the whole world
too busy still picking up pieces of myself from ole girl
f-ck a b-tch, i ain’t never been the stunner type
maybe a few times but n-gga that just a part of life
i stop trippin’ over hoes and i got my money right
i stop trippin’ over hoes and i got my money right
momma i’m sorry it took me so long to understand
i try to do sh-t by myself to be a bigger man, f-ck a friend
i was on the block, prolly hustlin’
but all they saw in jolly was a football college kid
going to cl-ss with the work in my cleats
most professors was a joke, i’d used that time to get sleep
how the f-ck you teaching me bout life ?
silver spoon to your mouth, you ain’t seen my life
so how i’m supposed to listen to you
you ain’t seen what i seen, been where i been
gr-ss on your side was always green
n-gga the f-ck you mean, huh?

[hook]
young n-ggas on a come up
i told my momma i got em, so beware if i run up
i hate when n-ggas say “be careful”
like gettin’ money ain’t dangerous
boy i just pray the lord’ll f-ckin’ help em’
can’t trust none of these b-tches
they’ll down talk you bad
that’s until they see you rich and man these b-tches sad
that why i can’t love em
that why i can’t cuff em
they’ll f-ck all your friends, that why you can’t trust em, nah

[verse 2]
i ain’t tryna hear the bullsh-t, n-gga f-ck you pay me
i’m livin’ in sin everyday, just pray the lord save me
if i gotta be broke to be real
f-ck it, i get it , i’ll live
i go to war and i’ll k!ll, i prolly rob and i steal
she was off a pill, tryna chill, yeah you know the drill
n-ggas they so phony they’ll squeal, just to get a deal
what the f-ck is wrong with these n-ggas ?
he’s just being real
i just wanna make it for my fam, i need a 100 mill
i’m running this sh-t like a traphouse
run in your sh-t and leave you trapped
don’t think you safe boy cause you not
don’t trust these n-ggas they’ll flop
we should be more scared of the cops
they k!ll more n-ggas than the block
i been grinding non-stop, until i reach the f-cking top

[hook]
young n-ggas on a come up
i told my momma i got em, so beware if i run up
i hate when n-ggas say “be careful”
like gettin’ money ain’t dangerous
boy i just pray the lord’ll f-ckin’ help em’
can’t trust none of these b-tches
they’ll down talk you bad
that’s until they see you rich and man these b-tches sad
that why i can’t love em
that why i can’t cuff em
they’ll f-ck all your friends, that why you can’t trust em, nah

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