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letra de dead - foreign jay

[intro]
b-tch, go dig in my pockets, you feel? (yeah)
ayy
uh (i love you, jayden)
b-tch, go dig in my pockets, you feel?
burn this b-tch up
(turn me up, jill)

[chorus]
i’ma stay to myself, keep workin’, can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they ain’t gotta plan (can’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
i’ma keep it to me, i can’t argue with her ’cause the b-tch never know what i’m sayin’ (never know what i’m sayin’)
it’s gon’ end with my n-ggas i started with, d-mn, i could never fall out over bands (over bands)
get that money as soon as i land
i ain’t doin’ business with all that advance (gang)
b-tch, i’m a menace and not still a man (yeah)
i got feelings and i still be prayin’ (yeah, gang)
run and i’ll make him come out his legs
hit the corner, then take off his head (boom, boom)
i get green, but still see red
his mom not a maid, but made his bed (made his bed)
i get green, but still see red
she brought him a life, but who made him dead? (on god)

[verse]
if i take off today, b-tch, they ready (uh-huh)
wanna shoot, but my n-ggas won’t let me (yeah)
opps mad ’cause they broke and they petty (uh-huh)
pop out at parties and blow up confetti (yeah)
gettin’ money, i’m chasin’ a mill’ (on god)
suck my d-ck, i ain’t chasin’ a deal (uh-huh)
i been turnt since a n-gga was lil’
b-tch, we still workin’, got pockets to fill
b-tch, go dig in my pockets, you feel? (on god)
kick her out, i can’t play with the ho (uh-uh)
i get money, i stay with a roll
how you broke? what yo’ label was for? (what yo’ label was for?)
n-ggas fall off and don’t claim they f-cked up (they f-cked up)
i was chose for this sh-t, i ain’t luck up (i ain’t luck up)
i never sleep, i be wakin’ the sun up (sun up)
play with me, she ain’t wakin’ her son up (she ain’t wakin’ her son up)
shawties gon’ d-cks my name, these hoes be pressed (uh)
ain’t n0body i’m tryna impress (uh)
i was down, so i’m tryna invest (uh)
you hop out yo’ body, we takin’ yo’ breath
you see the b-tch on me? she know i’m the catch (on god)
throw the money, you know i’ma catch (brrt, be)
big fire, we keepin’ a tec’
n-ggas ain’t right, then we leavin’ ’em left (yeah)
[chorus]
i’ma stay to myself, keep workin’, can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they ain’t gotta plan (can’t f-ck with these n-ggas)
i’ma keep it to me, i can’t argue with her ’cause the b-tch never know what i’m sayin’ (never know what i’m sayin’)
it’s gon’ end with my n-ggas i started with, d-mn, i could never fall out over bands (over bands)
get that money as soon as i land
i ain’t doin’ business with all that advance (gang)
b-tch, i’m a menace and not still a man (on god)
i got feelings and i still be prayin’ (yeah, gang)
run and i’ll make him come out his legs
hit the corner, then take off his head (boom, boom)
i get green, but still see red
his mom not a maid, but made his bed (made his bed)
i get green, but still see red
she brought him a life, but who made him dead? (on god)

- foreign jay

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