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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Jeter
Anthony Jeter
Songwriter
Edwin Byas
Edwin Byas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Citisoundz
Citisoundz
Mastering Engineer
Probeatz Productions
Probeatz Productions
Producer

Lyrics

I know they don't like me When I pull up on they block Looking icy Colder than the winter time That money do excite me Hotter than the summer time You better guard your wifey Probably had your girl Up in my DM More than likely If you dont know my pains Or my struggles Dont judge me You aint gotta like me Respect me Dont love me I dont like certain energies Dap me dont hug me Yea Im funny style Cuz niggaz like to joke around And I'm way to grown To be playing around Plus I hate clowns Even as a kid I held myself down Even in a packed room I stand out Real niggaz feel me I dont pay mind To these niggaz Tell em bill me Full time job Cant let these streets kill me Tryna make Hov moves And touch a Billy People say Im crazy And Im silly for it Always had the passion for this Cant ignore it They tryna bring it back Im tryna move it forward And I owe it all to my daughter It was all a dream I started wit a quarter 2 flips later I had to up the order Grew up on the streets of the bx Used to run wit lex in his GS He was reppin TS Till he got caught up in some BS I was just a youngin Making something outta nothing Thinking I would make a mill On the block pumping They ain't call me X pillz For nothing Stop fronting Told ya I was Mr. now and next I wasnt bluffing They dont brace The come up Till the come up turn to something I know they dont like me When I pull up on they block Looking icy Colder than the winter time That money do excite me Hotter than then summer time You better guard your wifey Probably had ur girl Up in my DM More than likely If you don't know my pains Or my struggle Don't judge me You ain't gotta like me Respect me Don't love me I don't like certain energies Dap me don't hug me I don't like certain energies Dap me don't hug me One Time for the money Two times for the foreigns Paper on me Call me shaq ima big baller Balling Cant block my shot Cause ima bit taller Niggas tried to box me in But Ima bit awkward I tried to keep it real with these niggas of course You gotta walk the walk if you talking the talk And calling out orders dont make you a boss I dem won the same time I was taking a loss This a different type of sauce Spaghetti with Lasagna Soap opera niggas heavy with the drama Coke coppers use to get it off in college New York I like pac but its big poopa Big dripping high as fuck Big Dipper Big ditches backwoods never swishers Big paper bitches say ima big tipper Big business rap got us a bit richer Worked hard now I elevated Got money then I celebrated I was never hating We was motivated Balling and I can show you faking Everyday early morning I could show you paper Extra extra read all about it big stones all on my neck never cloudy Putting nothing past these niggas I never doubt it Please dont fuck with my niggs they very rowdy I know they dont like me When I pull up on they block Looking icy Colder than the winter time That money do excite me Hotter than then summer time You better guard your wifey Probably had your girl Up in my DM More than likely If you dont know my pains Or my struggles Don't judge me You ain't gotta like me Respect me Dont love me I dont like certain energies Dap me dont hug me I dont like certain energies Dap me dont hug me
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