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(Pipe that shit up TNT) Uh, they say Walk past ten, nigga, finna get walked down in the head Fuck nigga thinkin' it's— Get off a nigga dick Damn, it's safe to say money changin' me, nigga Crazy how the fame be changin' these niggas On my knees, askin' God to keep me safe me from these niggas In my own lane, a thousand miles away from these niggas I don't fuck with nobody, they all in competition I don't fuck with these hoes, that's how the money go missin' People come around just for beneficial business 'Cause any given Wednesday, wakе up and spend a million Ballin', for real Shot callin', for real In control of my drеam Took it all in, for real And I love my thug brothers, blood can make us closer Pray that they protected on this hectic rollercoaster 'Cause I know, it's a whole lot with this shit On my P's and my Q's, on top of this shit This a dirty game in a dirty world, I hate it Snakes came with handshakes and smilin' faces Oh, it's crazy Niggas have pillow conversations with any ho get naked SongtextePray that my migos, never let these hoes Come between us and beat us And you can even scream louder, but I can't hear you Picture me rollin' wonderin' in my rearview Can't get along with my peers, why, give it a try? I feel like they all lost, livin' a lie And, I don't fuck with these niggas, I feel like they all fake I don't fuck with these bitches, I feel like they all fake I don't fuck with these niggas, I feel like they all fake I don't fuck with these bitches, I don't fuck with these niggas, at all Yeah, yeah, yeah The answer no, nigga Aus Songtexte Mania