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letra de no flockin - young richy

[verse 1]
young nigga, with my own swag stylin on they -ss
had to go and get my own bag, can’t sit up on my -ss
grandma trippin, ain’t got time for that, i gotta get this cash
momma told me to stay out the streets they do not love yo -ss
poverty, can’t live in poverty, i want the lottery
niggas sayin they my friends but they gon plot on me
im so stressed, that im suprised i ain’t smokin broccoli
sleep on me, they was catchin z’s while i was on the beat
lied to me, said my shit was hot then said my shit was weak
yeah i loved her then she turned on me she tried to curved the king
rip, cause she dead to me can’t get no bread from me
i remember, she was textin me and tryna flex wit me
she was always tryna ask questions like its jeopardy
ima dog, i just run em off, thats my specialty
i can get over on anything but thats just not me
ima boss just like eric king, long live rip
thats my daddy, when he p-ssed away i couldn’t get no sleep
i was stressed, i was so depressed, had pains all in my chest
now im all up in the studio im tryna be up next
and the girl i used to talk to she my friend now she upset
she dumb and she tried on love, got back with her ex
might be childish and go text that hoe and say w-ssup big head
nevermind, she ain’t worth my time plus im on the grind
17, and it is my time, yeah my time to shine
got that 9, nigga you’ll get popped, yeah i got that iron
hme, boy we up next, boy we on the grind
real nigga, ima trill nigga, needa deal nigga
every beat, ima k!ll nigga thats forreal nigga
and my yungins they be off that, poppin pills nigga

- young richy

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