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AARON MAY - CONCEITED Ft. SBN27BBY (Prod. HPWAV)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron May
Aaron May
Vocals
SBN27BBY
SBN27BBY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron May
Aaron May
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron May
Aaron May
Producer
Hp Wav
Hp Wav
Producer

Lyrics

Leave a hoe I can't make her do right Saving niggas that's where you go wrong Put in work don't shit come over night Did a lot we don't take no advice I could go where I want book the plane right now I could run up a check and get paid right now Nigga say he up next but it ain't right now I was 19 high in a scraper Pourin' line after line like I'm writing a paper If that hoe can't be down I won't make her No it ain't no love in the way I'm going Sex, money, drugs that's all we doing DJ the cup I chopped & screwed it He ain't with us he like our music And I don't want speak if we ain't gettin' to it Direct shots yeah we get straight to it Keep the ball rolling we stick it in motion Going through shit hard to keep it in focus Hoping that they get the picture I'm on it Ain't shit sweet but I want the cake no icing Embrace all the hate cause I know they don't like me Push me to the edge, yeah I'm here when it jump off I be dogging her out yeah I know that shit like it I had to unleash if I was next to 'em they still couldn't touch me Don't talk much them youngins just let the gun speak Hit his ass out of here thats a home run Just front your move it ain't safe not with the bull Don't carry tauruses I'm on the track me and May Uh, bitch I'm a vet like Aaron, I don't fuck with 12 Told my bitch I want green baee, yeah my soul on fire But it get cold in the summer, uh Young nigga stiff as hell, and I'm not folding for none Know I'm not folding for none Know how to go on a run Say what I need & its done, they gotta know I'm the one I came in this bitch trynna run up some funds No strangers in here we ain't goin for none My clean up good I knew what it was Don't shit get swept under the rug Know the feeling of hate coming from your own people Leave me, whats the reason? Go get even that's too easy Count this money up bitch I'm leading I ain't done enough if they breathing They can't run with us let 'em see me I ain't have shit ain't ask for it either Now I'm having I swear I ain't greedy Young and up just a little conceited
Writer(s): Zevin Blaylock, Melvin Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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