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Moralize

 

Moralize

(albüm: Livin' 2 Fast - 2018)


I seen his ass up at the club, told a stripper "Give him a dance"
Get that nigga in his zone, bring me that wallet out his pants
Now I got his address, and I think he stay with his aunt
He ain't even gon' know what hit him, this nigga don't stand a chance
Niggas see me doing good, they tryna knock me off and shit
Bitches see me doing good, they tryna top me off and shit
Can't even have your own style, they think you copied all the shit
Don't you gotta like the tip to get your mouth up off my dick

Niggas do a little time, then they get out and think they real
Ain't no put me on cosign, bitch, I don't need a deal
Boy, you sign for thirty racks then tryna move to Beverly Hills
I can't wait till I get up to smoke a blunt with Dr. Phil
If the police come around, act like a pint and keep it sealed
You got a clique full of junkies, come on, nigga, be for real
He can't even hit a lick without popping that fucking pill
And put your daddy's gun back up 'fore you fuck around and get killed

He'd rather re-up on that dope than go and feed his fucking kids
I ain't sugarcoating shit, bitch, I'ma tell you how it is
And that shit don't make you real, my nigga
That make you a bitch (A bitch)
It's okay to be yourself, e'rybody can't move bricks
Niggas stuck in high school, they still selling grams and shit
You ain't doing shit with' your life, 'cause you ain't never planning shit
Niggas really trapping stupid, now they in the jam and shit
And all the shit was out the mud, ain't nobody hand me shit, bitch

Ay, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Straight like that, nigga
Hold up
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

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