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Lil Jay Brown & OMB Peezy ~ Right There

Had to stop passin' out money and get rid of my distractions (Free my boy)
See how niggas act when you say you ain't got it
Tried to bring niggas together, push 'em forward, they went backwards
Save my city, all the ones that was in front of me, I lapped 'em (Bitch-ass niggas)
I might have a million every month, this shit just gettin' greater (Just goin' up)
Told brodie manifestation, can't fuck a prayer (Amen)
Can't have my son around everybody, I want him safer
If he see the same shit I saw, how he gon' turn out greater? (My boy)
And I be stayin' out the way 'cause you just never know (Never know)
I rather travel with the family, take 'em coast to coast (We gone)
Whenever I'm in the trenches, I gotta move low
'Cause I have a nigga immediate family front row (The fuck)
They say the weakest the loudest, why you think I've been quiet? (I be quiet)
Don't fuck with too many rappers 'cause I ain't shit like 'em (I ain't like 'em)
I look up, they either clout chasin' or dick ridin'
Wish I ain't know it 'cause I used to want to be just like 'em
Fake tough niggas, get some money with yo' worthless ass
I could go and spend an M right now and it won't hurt the stash
Bro'nem measure weed, he roll it up right off the turkey bag
I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas, we'll murk they ass (We'll kill 'em)
Courtside at the Pistons game, boy, I run this bitch (Run this bitch)
Rolls-Royce electrical, AP at 300 strip (300)
Richest niggas come off Joy Road, free my brothers, bitch
Show these boys my pictures, let 'em see who they ain't fuckin' with (Let 'em see)
I forgot to put the Rollie on, I'm in a rush today
Car foreign, Maybach, gun foreign, Russian K (Grrah)
Wash my hands 'fore I touch the kids, I've been touchin' pape'
Niggas see me, don't know what the fuck to say
Put niggas on, it ain't my fault they fucked they run up
Gave niggas loans, it ain't my fault they fucked they funds up
They know 'bout the road, I'm the one that lifted the hood up
Icy ass stones, you can reach, but pussy, good luck, bitch (Good luck, nigga)
We ain't let that money change us, nigga (We didn't)
They was the only ones who changed up (Like bitch-ass)
They ain't think we was goin' to make it, so they gave up (They ain't make it)
Now they want somethin' after how they played us (Nigga, fuck 'em)
Bro, I'm tellin' you, these niggas ain't the same as us (They not)
They weren't out here thuggin' in the rain with us (They wasn't)
Riskin' they life, puttin' in pain with us
Can't let my guard down, that's too dangerous
Young nigga from the bottom havin' motion, huh (Havin' motion)
Chain platinum, name golden (Name gold)
Fucked my money up when I first got it, I ain't know shit (I ain't know shit)
Years in this shit and I ain't never did no hoe shit, nigga (Ah)

1966 Bonnie & Clyde

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