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Rod Wave

Go Nuts

 

Go Nuts

(album: Hunger Games 1 - 2017)


[Rod Wave:]
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurting, so he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some
Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up

[Tayda:]
Ayy, jumped off the porch kinda late
Now I pull up on the couple on the skates (Skrrt)
Plug front me this, I got a good face
Know for spending racks on all your face
Remember the days they said I wouldn't be shit
Came a long way, ain't no more hitting licks, look at me now
That young nigga hood rich, can't get me wrong
I'll still finesse you quick
Money call my phone, I'm catching it
Need extra money, so I'm stretching it
In love with finer things, I don't need a bitch
Tired of being broke, so I was going to get it
If he hit licks, bag it up and sell it
Just watch who you serving, these niggas be telling
Life in a gamble, I'm betting on sevens
Young nigga trapping, 365, 24/7

[Rod Wave:]
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurting, so he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some
Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up

Mama went to tripping, now she kicked me out her home
Cliqued up with Kareem, and we went and got it on
Started kicking door, tryna get my money long
Bro was selling bows 'til the crackers tapped his phone
I been riding 'round with a semi-automatic
If I catch a nigga lacking, then I gotta let 'em have it
Come where I come from, if you snooze, then you lose
I'd rather be here than you, I refuse to get blues, fuck that

Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurting, so he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things, but ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie, pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie, get ya some
Ain't nobody nowhere out here gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up

Go nuts
Ayy, young nigga, go nuts
Ayy, go nuts

done

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