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I never asked I just took it Still havent told em where I put it Offers came through, No the same new My haters double thet and book it Anyway, been MIA, Bought the juice on the trilly now Tell the truth used to hate it but you feel me now Hear me stepping on the sidewalk And I can pay me I cant get involved If there aint no payment So you could be the judge yea And it the jury or plantiff Cuz I could give a fuck less I could give a fuck less What you tryna prove or if you tryna make it Do what you do, I know I dont do basic Go by the slow money Had all the show money I leave you right where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are I leave you right where you are I never asked tell em book it I see straight I'm never crooked I keep it lowkey, Got so much green Fuck I dont know where to put it, Both kinds On the way but the crib look silly now Competition on blaze through the city now Got me floating down the west side, dangerous I been ridin on the coast since I been born in Cambridge They say pesos More fades, more X, Y, Z's So I could really give a fuck less Yeah I don't give a fuck yeah What you tryna prove or if you tryna make it Do what you do I dont do basic Go by the slow money Hello to show money I leave you right where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are I leave you right where you are Right where you are Dont be too far I just need to be right where you are Where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are Right where you are I leave you right where you are
Writer(s): Samuel Adams Wisner, Matthew James Dwyer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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