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Joey Trap

FOR MY HEALTH

 

FOR MY HEALTH

(album: LOYALTY - 2021)


(CaliBaset beats)
Yo', yo'

When you working with them bands, all them bitches be on top of me
The haters never stopping me, the police right behind a G
I can't stop at the light 'cause if I do, then it's a robbery
A felon, but the difference is they never even caught a G, I'm rich
Bitch with no hands, do the splits
You freak and I know, tell your mans he can dip, now strip
Benji's, I love the blue strips
If your reach for my chain, this Glock get you lit, I trip
Now who trippin'? Nobody
We sipping this wocky, your bitch think I'm cocky, I'm it
I don't even have to brag 'cause I never really had shit and now I'm in a Jag, on God
My life speaks for itself
Y'all be acting too much but don't actually help
Niggas speak like they family, but never been around me
I'm wondering when you was down
'Cause I did this on my own, ain't no partner
Choppa get to kicking, like soccer
Was whipping out the pot on the block, Betty Crocker
Ho' elbows like pasta
I been with the shit, watch your mouth, ho'
Been strapped up like some Velcro
I'd rather get caught with that shit then without, ho'
Tell the police while it's out, ho', you got me?
Big [?] to big papi
When your bitch [?] on my line, it get so sloppy
If it don't, bitch, she hit the road if she won't top me
Made millions all on my own and it won't stop me, lil' nigga
You a dummy
I leave this with that 'cause I wrap shit like mummy
Spit facts 'bout them packs, ain't no caps
And my money gon' talk for itself 'cause it's actually funny

Over
Over, mm
Over
Over, over, over

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