〈Oh yeah, AG going dummy〉
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hey
〈Verse 1〉
Hey, these New La n#gg#s you can’t tell them nothin’ I swear
I’m at the point of training’ n#gg#s I don’ know just like twelve
And if a f#ck n#gg# around I swear to god I can tell
When you do dirt to a dirty n#gg# best believe he gon’ tell
〈Chorus〉
He slyin’ he lyin he be watchin too much TV
All the time in the world you spend yours tryna’ be me
〈.?.〉 My wrist
Betcha can’t do it like this
f#ck n#gg# keep your distance
Every time my spirit irritate they demons
Im the type a’ n#gg# count my money in a beamer
You the type a’ n#gg# switch your bestie every season
I grew up with n#gg#s that will shoot you for no reason
〈Verse 2〉
I ain’t even rich yet why y’all hate like that
〈cash register sound〉
Plain Jane richer yeah they make em like that
Can’t be fakin’ with your n#gg#s yeah they faking like that
Why you always pessimistic don’t be thinkin’ like that
You negative Nancy
Do this for my family
My tie is a 〈.?.〉
Why they screaming out
Why they screaming out
Yeah
Cause im the type a’ n#gg# that’s gon’ pull up in that beamer
You the type a n#gg# that be flexin’ for no reason
You the type a n#gg# that be flexin’ for no reason
〈Chorus〉
He slyin’ he lyin he be watchin too much TV
All the time in the world you spend yours tryna’ be me
〈.?.〉 My wrist
Betcha can’t do it like this
f#ck n#gg# keep your distance
Every time my spirit irritate they demons
Im the type a’ n#gg# count my money in a beamer
You the type a’ n#gg# switch your bestie every season
I grew up with n#gg#s that will shoot you for no reason
〈Verse 3〉
No, for real
You know, the deal
The jig Is up
You tried to steal
That’s why I stay prayed up to keep the bad spirits away
And to a f#ck n#gg# that really ain’t nothin’ to say
And every sunday at the crib I be burning the sage
I rock the crystals like they diamonds to turn em’ away
And that’s why 〈.?.〉 is on my face
It be the brokest n#gg#s always got somethin’ to say
Dont wanna see you shine thats why they be throwin’ the shade
Can’t let it faze you cause it ain’t enough time in the day
And all the fake sh#t is on top the real fadin’ away
They thanking’ god for all the real n#gg#s pavin’ the way
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