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(álbum: My Turn - 2020)

(M-M-M-Murda)

Running up this money been a breeze (Phew)
Flew her in, she fuck me 'til she leave (Uh)
She done fell in love, I'm selling dreams
I done fell in love with buying jeans (Jeans)
Hate I found a love for sipping lean
Hellcat faster than a Demon, new G-Wagen with no key
Put baguettes in my AP, I ain't on playing about they beef
Niggas know I play for keeps, treat my brothers like they me
Had to make myself a boss, it ain't no nigga working me
I invest a couple mil' and let my money work for me
Know they hate the way it happened, probably somewhere cursing me
I don't know nothing 'bout no killing, all I know is murder beats
I got rich and understand my next three cars gon' be a lease
I ain't never losing sleep about no beef, I roll in peace
I put diamonds in my teeth, came from grinding in the streets
Get a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat it
Pray to God for all the dawgs behind the wall, they need they freedom (Free y'all)
When I be on TV and perform, I hope they see me (See me)
Once it's up, it's stuck, we get over on niggas, not get even
Forgiato rims on my dually, I ride diesel
Only rock Amiris with my team, not no Diesel
Got some niggas up in Philly play with birds like they Eagles
She keep saying I'm the man, that shit boosting up my ego
Still in Atlanta selling bags like they legal, I'm just saying (Yeah)

How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'?
Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty
I ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on working
I can't even hold you, I been getting loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back, so I keep on rolling, yeah

Drop-top McLaren (Oh), everybody staring (Lookin')
Lil' one from the hood turned into the man (Big dawg)
Get a lot of money (Yeah), try to stuff it in my pants (4 Pockets)
I might do the woah (Woah), nigga, I don't dance
Rings on my hand cost a fortune
Shout out to my mama, no abortion (What's up?)
D-Boy, white Air Forces (Crisp)
Different kinda bags, I got choices (Flavors)
And I got the swag for a loyal ticket
Think I'm hearing voices in my head saying, "Kill him" (Kill him)
Know she'll forgive me, I'm one of the real ones
Really from the trenches, turn a dollar to a nickel (Get 'em)
Baddest of the baddest, guess I gotta wait to pick 'em
Try us, then we smashing, then they go to playing victim (Kill 'em)
I don't know what happened, all I know is he got hit up
I'ma need a napkin, chains dripping, VV's lit up
I'ma get the money and go hard long as I get up (Get up)
We gon' beat the trial, I told lil' bruh to do some sit-ups (Push-up)
Win, win, win, no lose or draw, I never give up (Nah)
Nigga what you bangin'? What you claimin'? Throw that shit up (4, Baby)

How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'?
Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirsty
I ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yet
All I know is put it up and keep on working
I can't even hold you, I been getting loaded
Devil on my shoulders
God got my back, so I keep on rolling, yeah