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letra de hunnit$ - mda™ (most dedicated artist)

hunnits on hunnits i get to the money, x2 this is for all of the nights i was bummy, times i would sleep w no food in my stomach

hunnits on hunnits i get to the money, x1 this is for all of the nights i was bummy, if they not with me then f-ck em! murder no time for discussion!

i go get that check and i thumb thru the money, soon as you broke they gone look at you funny, never for certain bout none of these n-ggas but one thing i know is they b-tches gon love me, i put my heart and my soul into this everyday while irrelevant rappers get lucky and you can put that on my flow. i spit that lyrical dope

if you would sit back and take time listen you probably would witness the boy is a chemist, god is my witness i promise i’m lyrically gifted i want it then i’ma go get it haters be itchin to talk all that sh-t where they living but pull up and watch em get timid, i dun put too many years in this sh-t just to get me some digits and trick on some b-tches, can’t let your obstacles f-ck up the mission. my n-gga told me i’m what the game missing, ever since i been relentless, you late in the race and you winded, i’m 1st and i never quit sprintin, running this sh-t & while you limping i told you that i’m on a mission, you better off minding yo business, i’m tryna live out my dreams, & you living life in between, i’m getting better at things but sh-t ain’t as sweet as it seems, i’m dropping fire like 24/7 but not getting paid for a thing. you not on my level if this sh-t was boxing you wouldn’t even step in the ring

hunnits on hunnits i get to the money, x2 this is for all of the nights i was bummy, times i would sleep w no food in my stomach

hunnits on hunnits i get to the money, x1 this is for all of the nights i was bummy, if they not with me then f-ck em! murder no time for discussion

f-ck how they feeling my n-gga just handle ya biz
if you let go of me i promise i’ma keep climbing and turn into someone u miss
i don’t be sweating or hating on none of these n-ggas forreal
i know i’m the sh-t
i smoked a blunt and i’m off of some xans my kicks from j-pan, i’m tryna get rich, i’m just trying to get a bag, i get on the beat and spazz, all these new rappers p-ssy to me and the sh-t they do for clout is sad, f-ck 12 if i see em when i’m riding dirty i’ma do the dash, im addicted to the commas run up on a n-gga mama for the cash, i make it all look too easy, i took yo b-tch and she pleased me, they don’t wanna admit that they need me, i’m just tryna network like a pc, i’m kicking sh-t like a punt team we gon make it you better believe me i told quit hitting my line, i can’t be doing no freebies

- mda most dedicated artist

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