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Anthony David Flores
Anthony David Flores
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Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe they ain't getting paid enough Maybe cause we nonchalant we don't say enough They never knew we was carrying pain on us Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe cause they don't got weight on us Maybe cause we never fell for no fatal love We did it different so they cannot label us nah I'm wiping my slate and I'm washing the dishes I look at the money I stack it and flip it Look up to my bro he taught me how to get it Not talking 'bout blood, I'm talking bout friendship That blood is gon' spoil all the bigger pictures I ain't going back i'm sticking to the scripture Was first in my class, now I don't pay attention I had to realize i'm on a bigger mission Already got money and status and women What else can they give me? I don't even know, I just hope that you feel me When you hear these words, I want you to miss me If i'm at the curb, you won't even pick me up I'm out of words, that's why i shoot videos He got some nerve, if he in my city though Been at my worst, but nobody really know Man, this shit really hurt Shit ain't good as it seems I been stuck behind the scenes But i still keep it G And i still keep it Got a bag full of money and a bag full of weed And the back full of honeys they attracted to me Yeah they all throwing back for the team Goddamn And I'm really back to back on the beat Goddamn And you know that my mac overheat 'Cause there's way too many messages that I gotta delete I'm only loyal to my brothers never under cover I know the nature of these hoes, so i never trust em I could prolly make her best friends fuck each other It's been a while since I ever told a girl I love her I don't plan on finding love Too many women been down to fuck Too many of 'em can't count em all I'm takin' my money, then signing off, and I Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe they ain't getting paid enough Maybe cause we nonchalant we don't say enough They never knew we was carrying pain on us Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe cause they don't got weight on us Maybe cause we never fell for no fatal love We did it different so they cannot label us nah I'm wiping my slate and I'm washing the dishes I look at the money I stack it and flip it Look up to my bro he taught me how to get it Not talking 'bout blood, I'm talking bout friendship That blood is gon' spoil all the bigger pictures I ain't going back i'm sticking to the scripture Was first in my class, now I don't pay attention I had to realize i'm on a bigger mission Test me once, hit "block" and delete it Test me twice, hit the block and I bleed it Tryna stay afloat, but they wanted me defeated This the apple to the eve and all my niggas gonna eat it Gone wild I ain't tryna ever let me see me go out Tell me when you say it do you mean it my gyal? Tell me when you say it do you mean it All these envious demeanors and they really wanna treat me like Treat me like a day shift, I ain't got the patience If she not with it, then I put her in the waitlist Back to the basics, fuck her if she basic Back to the streets, she could sleep on the pavement Nah these sheets for the Haitians and exotics Ain't no hype you will ever see me copping Spend my money on the shit that make me profit I've been going off and they wonder when I Don't even know why they hate on the boy Is it cause of the girls that dated the boy? Is it cause of my ways of living, my stage is different You can't run the game on the boy Don't even know why they hate on the boy They cannot try replicating the boy I'm the only one cut for the job, ain't no taking me out So you best not complain 'bout the boy and I Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe they ain't getting paid enough Maybe cause we nonchalant we don't say enough They never knew we was carrying pain on us Don't even know why they hate on us Maybe cause they don't got weight on us Maybe cause we never fell for no fatal love We did it different so they cannot label us nah I'm wiping my slate and I'm washing the dishes I look at the money I stack it and flip it Look up to my bro he taught me how to get it Not talking 'bout blood, I'm talking bout friendship That blood is gon' spoil all the bigger pictures I ain't going back i'm sticking to the scripture Was first in my class, now I don't pay attention I had to realize i'm on a bigger mission
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