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Betha (feat. Kafayé)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terrell Morris
Terrell Morris
Performer
Kafayé
Kafayé
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Morris
Terrell Morris
Songwriter
Kafayé
Kafayé
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gabriel Pick
Gabriel Pick
Producer

Lyrics

Mason Betha how they welcome me back Take a breath and leave my stress on the wax Play me next and there's no peddling back Strength in pressure I'm a diamond in the rough of it I call em like Simon and they come wit it Lovin it McFuck em if they not wit it Cuff em if they rock wit it Duck em if they flock is just some birds Ain't no luck in lovin dumb I don't go dozens wit no herbs I don't pull punches for no work I don't hold grudges what's the worth I ate my lunches in the dirt I played my cousins for the herb I took my whoopins like a god I came from nothin, what it's worth Is just some braggin' at the top I chain my pumpkin to the curb These scary niggas likes to rob I sang my gut out til it hurt I put my blunt out just to lurk I put my tongue out and she twerk WHOA Ooo honey I'm tryna keep, tryna keep on going Tell me how I'm gon flip this money Out of the words that I put in these songs Said please Lord show me All of these fights for my rights, I aint wrong Are you gon keep all these blessings coming? I'm tryna keep, tryna keep on goin Rock a bye, I pop a birdie in the eye I'm touchin 30 but I'm fly I look my girly in the eye N tell her "baby, I'm the guy" I hold my trophy like a prize I hold my prize like a trophy Keep my chin up in the sky I'm always ten up, I'm a dime I never sit up when I drive I know I'll live up to hype I put my liver on some ice Cause I like dinner wit some whiskey I like gin wit little ice I like sinners in vicinity I play tennis wit my life I know killers, they not not killin me I'm descending from the sky I know leaches they no friend to me They mo enemies in disguise In the bleachers, they wa'nt feelin me But they feelin me when I score I had teachers try detendin me They tried pinnin me to the gun All my sneakers had mo' skid in the them Than there's cinnamon in this bun All my life I been a king All my life I been the one Watch it Ooo honey I'm tryna keep, tryna keep on going Tell me how I'm gon flip this money Out of the words that I put in these songs Said please Lord show me All of these fights for my rights, I aint wrong Are you gon keep all these blessings coming? I'm tryna keep, tryna keep on goin
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