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letra de ain’t nothing new - tee grizzley

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[intro]
(h-lluva made this beat, baby)
until you got your own sh-t, you ain’t on no grown sh-t
bumped my head a couple times ’cause i was never shown sh-t
you ain’t gettin’ money no more, stop bringin’ up old sh-t
n-gga, i’m used to bein’ lit, i do turnt sh-t and don’t take no fl!cks
but i been left on stuck before, these hoes ain’t pick up before
i remember everybody was fresh, i was bummy though
ask ’em can i get some money with ’em, i ain’t gettin’ nothin’ though
h-ll nah, i don’t hate them n-ggas, i don’t love ’em though (i don’t hate them n-ggas)
but thanks for turnin’ on my album, i f-ck with you (i appreciate it)
hope you find some sh-t in me that end up stuck with you (real sh-t)
f-cked my head up when i saw what this money do (sh-t was crazy)
people hate that i ain’t think of hate, like how that come from you? (from you?)

[verse]
i said, if you f-ck with me, i f-ck with you (f-ck with me)
hope you find some sh-t in me that end up stuck with you (i hope you do)
f-cked my head up when i saw what this money do
they like, “tee, what’s up with you?” i’m up, b-tch, ain’t nothin’ new
i ain’t tryna talk after we f-ck, go find you somethin’ to do (get on)
n-ggas that don’t like me cliquin’ up, that’s what d-ck suckers do (i see it)
flyin’ in that new sh-t, we ain’t flexin’, we just slidin’ through
don’t play with me, that sh-t ain’t worth what they gon’ put your mama through (on my mama)
i been stayin’ out the way a lot, gettin’ paid a lot (yeah)
don’t come ’round me braggin’ ’bout no bodies, how much pape’ you got? (how much pape’ you got?)
city mines, i’m gon’ run this b-tch until my ankle pop (until my ankle pop)
told bro to stop swingin’ that belt, but i can’t make him stop (i can’t make him stop)
i woke and text the b-tch i hit three days ago (three days)
ask her did she take that plan b, okay, i’m makin’ sure (don’t play)
you say money don’t mean sh-t, okay, in other words, you broke (you f-cked up)
rock designer with no logo, this that if you know, you know (i’m rich)
let me hear you hatin’, send my rich friends to f-ck your wh0re (go get her)
police get behind us, okay, let’s see what this do in sport (we gone)
they got gun licenses, all them sticks for sure, them n-ggas dorks (bustin’)
if we get on n-ggas’ ass, they for sure gon’ come to court (them n-ggas rats)
hold up, wait, my n-gga, i ain’t never used to run with you (i ain’t never used to f-ck with you)
so why you actin’ so surprised i don’t f-ck with you? (i barely know you)
f-cked my head when i saw what this money do (f-cked me up)
f-cked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue (f-cked ’em up)
connected like wifi, n-ggas fake as sci-fi
remember when i couldn’t afford the rollie, look at how time fly (ayy, look how time fly)
i remember you was p-ssy, brodie say you slidin’ now (oh, you on that now?)
i f-ck with hoodrats, from time to time i need that thot top (i need it)
i try to be friendly as it get (i do)
i’ll hate to have this n-gga come and hit you in your sh-t (don’t do it)
he gon’ ask me where you at, he ain’t gon’ ask me what you get (he don’t give a f-ck)
but i gotta watch this n-gga too, ain’t that ’bout a b-tch? (trust n0body)
[outro]
but, ayy, thanks for turnin’ on my album, i f-ck with you (i appreciate it)
hope you find some sh-t in me that end up stuck with you (you know i’m genuine)
f-cked my head when i saw what this money do (f-cked me up)
f-cked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue (f-cked ’em up)
ah
yes, sir

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