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Yung Blaze - Freestyle Fire [ Official Video ]
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joshua atimbi
joshua atimbi
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Nandom Jossy
Nandom Jossy
Songwriter

Lyrics

Industry or the streets, inbox me whatever you need I told my bros, I don't back road beef I'm only down with things that can elevate me Step in, disaster, leave while I unfold my designer sleeve What is untold, where gonna leave it like this Streets is cold, stay at home And say you ain't seen shit I'm not really one with the beef Told them I'm only in if it's elegant Ps And my love for this drill thing is real I can do it in the streets And still do it on a beat Didn't want to go this deep but I did Because they doubted my efficacy Money is not GMT And this time piece can't make a man no Ps Money is Money and time is time Don't play with a dime that's mine Pay that price or you duck and dive Double or nothing, your life is on the line After spending time And you don't make nothing from the grind Man, it comes to your mind that money ain't time Money is Money and time is time Money is Money and time is time Don't play with a dime that's mine Pay that price or you duck and dive Double or nothing, your life is on the line After spending time And you don't make shit from the grind Man, it comes to your mind that money ain't time Money is Money and time is time I'll drop a new flow for these new MCs Your little bad b wanna link with me Talk about invoices Walmart or you'll suck this dick for free Nevertheless I'ma drop this fee I buss APs and I buss rollies Tryna make 100 Ms online Your little Peng thing is gonna stay in line I rock Virgil and I rock off-white You fuck with me then you know it's on sight I ride through the Opp block, just like that I post on snap and I post on social Had man moving bare antisocial I trust no man but I trust my mums Came through the scene it was blazing guns If a man wanna test man's gangster Reach for my chain nigga Then you know it's done I've gone too deep and I'm never gonna stop I've got me a lambo I'm tryna go cope I've got me a brick I'm tryna go whip in the kitchen Seeing an opp then you know it's a cheffing Seen the man they've been moving, been repping They've been claiming that they are the best I just told them, just say it with chest You're a pussy boy time to address When everything is put to rest You know how sticky it gets We could ride to your block And pull up on you or your next I could give you this smoke on a beat Still do it in real life because it's a flex If you've got a whitey, man she's dropping the logs Because were out here wiring cheques I might bend but don't break I've been living on the edge Because a nigga is always wanting more cake I'll be second to none If a nigga been testing my throne Then you know it's a case Always eminent stepping No rest, always jetting Oops to the left On my right is the best thing You'll just get cheffed Then it's on to the next thing Money is Money and time is time Don't play with a dime that's mine Pay that price or you duck and dive Double or nothing, your life is on the line After spending time And you don't make nothing from the grind Man, it comes to your mind that money ain't time Money Is Money and time is time
Writer(s): Joshua Atimbi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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