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letra de over booked - baby money

[intro]
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas
i can’t see the love from these n-ggas
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas
i don’t
i don’t really f-ck with these n-ggas

[verse 1]
turn the stove down, n-gga, you might overcook it
they used to overlook me, now they overbook me
every time i do a show, i got soldiers with me
two hundred racks in all dubs with a roll of twenties
if i say you got my word, n-gga, hold it to me
i ain’t gotta say a word, cuz rollin’ with me
one twenty-five on the chop, thе glock hold a fifty
put twenty-five on the opp, hе better pray we miss him
he ain’t see it comin’
he try to talk pape’ with me and he ain’t seen a hundred
they see me d-mn near at the top, they should’ve seen me comin’
sh-t, i was probably catchin’ a seal if you seen me runnin’
sh-t, i was probably catchin’ a mil’ if you seen me rushin’
make a twenty before twelve eatin’ egg mcm-ffins
we call it tryna feed our family, they callin’ it hustlin’
n-ggas fall for anything, i ain’t fallin’ for nothin’
askin’ for prices, but ain’t coppin’, you callin’ for nothin’
[chorus]
i see it in these n-ggas’ face, they mad it’s my turn
come to runnin’ to that pape’, i bet i outrun you
bro just grabbed a new patek, that’s a light hundred
and we got choppers for the static, ’cause we not runnin’
can’t put the bag on these n-ggas ’cause they might fumble
don’t put him in that situation, ’cause he might crumble
i think these n-ggas think i’m p-ssy, ain’t no more humble
i think these n-ggas think i’m rookie, up a couple hundred, easy money

[verse 2]
f-ck a discussion, b-tch, i’m bustin’, i ain’t tryna talk
put mink floors in that foreign, i ain’t tryna walk
log a n-gga out his life like he signin’ off
them big l’s make a n-gga gotta grind it off
we came from nothin’, so a little bit is fine with us
get ten ‘bows and a draco, you sign with us
sh-t, i was layin’ in the mud and started climbin’ up
and they was runnin’ with the torch, now they time is up
easy money

[chorus]
i see it in these n-ggas’ face, they mad it’s my turn
come to runnin’ to that pape’, i bet i outrun you
bro just grabbed a new patek, that’s a light hundred
and we got choppers for the static, ’cause we not runnin’
can’t put the bag on these n-ggas ’cause they might fumble
don’t put him in that situation, ’cause he might crumble
i think these n-ggas think i’m p-ssy, ain’t no more humble
i think these n-ggas think i’m rookie, up a couple hundred, easy money

- baby money

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