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See, we don't get money together, but we gon' get money forever If you ain't diggin' the dawgs, then b*t*h, you gon' need you a shovel You could just go ask the broads, see, me and you ain't on a level Your n***as prayin' to God, and my n***as dance with the devil Everything comin' in lovely, so I never settle I hope these n***as don't come for me, 'cause I got the metal Ain't really keeping no company, it's hot like a kettle (Hot like a kettle) I'm tryna get my homies out the block and right up out the ghetto Uh, I'm tryna get me a milli' and take all my bros out the ghetto (Get me a milli') Up in the field, gotta stay with the steel, when you hold it, can't let go (Let go) I had her jumpin', I bought her heels, I bought her stilettos (Stilettos) Hustler mind, all a n***a could've done was sell dope Go get the strap, get the Velcro (No) Tryna get out this hell hole (No) Try take my dawg, n***a, hell no (No) Still held it down on my ten toes I don't really need all the company, out of town, tryna lay low (I don't really need it) Everybody think they can get somethin' from me, I can get you some gettho (And you could beat it) See, we don't get money together, but we gon' get money forever (Let me hear that) If you ain't diggin' the dawgs, then b*t*h, you gon' need you a shovel You could just go ask the broads, see, me and you ain't on a level Your n***as prayin' to God, and my n***as dance with the Devil (No) Everything comin' in lovely, so I never settle I hope these n***as don't come for me, 'cause I got the metal (Bang, no) Ain't really keeping no company, it's hot like a kettle (Gang, gang) I'm tryna get my homies out the block and right up out the ghetto (Boom) Ain't really keeping no company, I'm stayin' out the way Lot of n***as in my city, really doing anything just for the fame See, my little n***a Gitti, told me he ain't tryna waste another grain He be workin' on his aim He ain't got nothing to say Call up Houdi', gon' hop on a plane I been traffickin' for days On the road, I'm makin' plays I've been actin' not my age I'm just tryna get away Yeah, from all the f**k sh*t, gimmicks and games All of my n***as goin' out the same Paralyze, and gettin' one in the brain Yeah, yeah See, we don't get money together, but we gon' get money forever If you ain't diggin' the dawgs, then b*t*h, you gon' need you a shovel You could just go ask the broads, see, me and you ain't on a level Your n***as prayin' to God, and my n***as dance with the Devil Everything comin' in lovely, so I never settle I hope these n***as don't come for me, 'cause I got the metal Ain't really keeping no company, it's hot like a kettle I'm tryna get my homies out the block and right up out the ghetto Yeah
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