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And I'm tryna cover up my heart with all these chains When you gettin' money it's so hard to stay sane But you know times change I ain't got no time for the mind games And the way you switched up on me Shit will never be the same I handed over my heart and you lit it up in flames Now I'm tryna cover up my heart with all these chains When you gettin' money it's so hard to stay sane When you gettin money feel like everybody changin' But they got say it's you Whole team steppin on these niggas look like they the new Data, all these niggas say they gassed us Show me the data We just fuck on all the data I got here paper Chuck my deuces to a hater See you later Bye bye, I'm tryna get high high We got all the Zaza, We been gettin to the dada Rob who I'm like nada, Flip a nigga fuck the dada I ain't no impostor no, No dress still a roster Niggas don't want no war with us, we kill kings - Mufasa Take one of mine, we takin all yours SongtexteWe got green and red beams, look like Star Wars Ain't no one on ones in this teams, we all whole I ain't stingy with the bad, you know we all score I gotta grind alone, but I ain't the only one I'm going hard for No way, I ain't never going back to that hard flow Tried to be patient with 'em, I can't wait no more Sometimes I feel like I can't take no more But you know times change I ain't got no time for the mind games And the way you switched up on me Shit will never be the same I handed over my heart and you lit it up in flames Now I'm tryna cover up my heart with all these chains Niggas know what we on All this shit that they don't be on We don't tolerate no pigeon I've been ballin tryna stay up out the rim - Leon In the field like im sanish, bury - Dean I done caught applause with my time Tryna go above and beyond Money over love, that's bottom line I put loyalty before royalty, I won't cross that line And I won't let nobody stop me this time I fucked up when I tried to fix your heart before mine When I'm grieving it's deceivin' , I be actin' like I'm fine I get in my feelings I might pour me up a line Or two, or maybe even three Hit the studio and tweak, I don't even sleep Rahmen till I'm weak, I never let' em see me weak Homicide on every beat, they can't compete, we gotta beat I know it took a while we finally got 'em workin out they sleep I grew up - crooked smile - Might go and put some diamonds in my teeth Now I'm tryna cover up my heart with all these chains When you gettin' money it's so hard to stay sane Aus Songtexte Mania