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enough (feat. yung o7) - weather fng lyrics

#verse
growed a sock a lemon n*gga snow in a bluff
weather man finesse got them b*tches i don’t trust
got to stack that money to the ceiling that is a must
he said i ain’t hot you must be smoking angel dust
your b*tch see these racks and she change she gone l*st
get her up to the room and i bet you i’m gone bust
your n*gga jump stupid he a goofy i’m a boss n*gga
how the f*ck you gang and you ain’t plugged in with us?
(that fng sh*t)
gone off tha drugs
screaming long live bart n*gga try the weather man n*gga must have got
some heart now these bullets flying at you like some god d*mn darts you ain’t no f*cking street n*gga you a f*cking pop tart
(p*ssy)

#hook
a lot of plays coming a lot of money i must touch
made a lot money but i still ain’t made enough
get a bad b*tch turn her out make her sl*t
f*ck her ass good till she say she had enough
buddy running ’round popping hard like he tough
flexing for the media and i done had enough
he drop that location bet his ass getting rushed
running around popping like he can’t get touched
#verse
n*ggas come around popping like your partners can’t get touched
smoking on that local now that chronic in this blunt
n*ggas hate that i’m vocal you’ll never know what’s up?
i was flexing on that social now i barely show that guap
because i’m stacking up
working on this part time
’till i find myself a better route
why would i be talking ’bout consignments?
i was in a drought
pushing on this pack i need
to focus when i get the drop
n*ggas say they trapping but they bogus like they product
i’m like “buenos texa, asta la mañana” with the plug
he like “mucho muevo, pushing on this product not enough”
we gone get the fuego
up to san diego in a rush
i won’t cut this cable
even though i got it out the mud
trapping got me up
getting up and pushing to this guap is not enough
thinking for a better way juuggin for a w
and finnessing on these streets i gotta catch a play
why would i be talking on this beat if i can’t demonstrate?
n*ggas talk they bound to hate
pull up to my spot they going up they trap gone elevate
capping for these hoes?
you n*ggas sweet and sound like lemonade!
i was only active in these streets to get that money way
money over hoes and if
i miss? i’m up another day!
getting to that dough some n*ggas wishing i won’t find a way
a lot of money coming hey!
feeling let my palms itch
used to pack that 48
now i got them pounds in
trapping on this pack
some n*ggas dissing don’t get funds in

- weather fng lyrics

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