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10 toes down - $tupid young lyrics

[intro: malcolm x]
i don’t worry, i tell you
i’m a man who believes that i died twenty years ago
and i live like a man who is dead already
i have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything
(roc legion)
(c*c*cormill)

[verse 1: $tupid young]
ayy
let’s stay off the ‘gram less and bag up them grams more
shootin’, ballin’, feel like i’m dunkin’ on backboards
used to rock reeboks and run from the task force
gun in my jansport, slidin’ in my ex rav4
used to hit house l!cks through windows and backdoors
takin’ these n*ggas’ rent like i was the landlord
now that i got older, i do understand more
start these grow ops and pay these n*ggas to transport
i need me a mansion with that six*car garage
rеally come from that jungle, my n*gga, ain’t no facade
n*gga play with us, that draco sеnd him to god
guarantee he gon’ feel us like he was gettin’ massaged, uh
a’s on my hat, but it don’t stand for athletics
n*gga snitchin’ on social media, these n*ggas pathetic
got that hustler ambition in me, i gotta go get it
’cause you can’t buy you no house with just having street credit, let’s go
[chorus: rolls rome]
and i been stackin’ my money, i prayed for this day
when i was down bad, i stayed down ’til my day came
ten toes down to the pavement (ten toes down)
and i’ve been counting my money in three different ways
and now i’m a boss, there ain’t sh*t they can say to me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: $tupid young]
i think about dirt and sometimes my eyes water
my n*gga supposed to be right here raising his daughter
and if i ever get the chance, his k!ller gettin’ slaughtered
’cause nadia gotta grow up and she ain’t got a father
popoff mama died last day of december
three months later, he got k!lled, now they together
even though we got payback, don’t feel no better
i guess before you shine, you gotta go through stormy weathers

[chorus: rolls rome]
and i been stackin’ my money, i prayed for this day
when i was down bad, i stayed down ’til my day came
ten toes down to the pavement (ten toes down)
and i’ve been counting my money in three different ways
and now i’m a boss, there ain’t sh*t they can say to me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[outro]
(c*c*cormill)
(roc legion)

- tupid young lyrics

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