letra de cletes - adamn killa
[intro]
i can’t f-ck with ya’ll
i can’t f-ck with ya’ll
i’m ad-mn baby
i can’t f-ck with ya’ll
2020 is my year
2020 is my year
2020 is my year
or 21 is my year
what are years, yeah, yeah
[hook]
i remember i didn’t have nothing and i woke up real, real hungry
and i went down to the kitchen and i didn’t have nothing to eat
now i wake up in the morning and i go get to the money
what i made today, in my pocket, could’ve got some margiela feet
now i can’t trust none of my homies cause i’m getting too much d-mn money
and i gotta family to feed, can’t have n0body plotting on me
i can’t kick it with no phonies, do it look like i’m a goalie?
but i’m ballin every day like i got soccer cleats on me
[verse]
my fingers itching for that money
i get racks from sunday to sunday
i don’t skip a day, no hump day
and my pockets looking bumpy
crack your melon, humpty dumpty
these balmain, no banana republic
get the money the only subject
i ain’t worried bout none of ya’ll buddies
i can’t f-ck with ya’ll
i don’t know none of ya’ll
i’m ballin, lacrosse
i am a money hog
got tricks like tony hawk
i’m sorry i’m a boss
they a ad-mn knock off
saw the puzzle like jigsaw
only f-ck with my two dawgs
polo on my drawers
red up on my car
my pockets looking diseased
i can see the nosebleeds
ya’ll are gold on my t–th
why the hating on me
i get racks in my sleep
$1,200 for both feet
baby suck my ding-a-ling
every day wear the same jeans
only money what i think (only money what i think)
yeah, my fingers itchin, itchin, itchin for the money
n-ggas laughing when you broke but now that sh-t not funny
i walked in the store and i couldn’t buy sh-t, i was hungry
[hook]
i remember i didn’t have nothing and i woke up real, real hungry
and i went down to the kitchen and i didn’t have nothing to eat
now i wake up in the morning and i go get to the money
what i made today, in my pocket, could’ve got some margiela feet
now i can’t trust none of my homies cause i’m getting too much d-mn money
and i have a family to feed, can’t have n0body plotting on me
i can’t kick it with no phonies, do it look like i’m a goalie?
but i’m ballin every day like i got soccer cleats on me
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