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Aaron Leftridge
Aaron Leftridge
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Lyrics

Pesos
Lay low
Share hoes
Fresh clothes
Lingo
From a green dot to a flash drive
Lately I been trynna stack mine
I was down almost lost my cool
Can't let a **** kno yo every move
See just to get the upper hand so many times I had to play the fool
N now he thinking he the man cus he went to slide but all he did was shoot
N u ain't even catch a body
Nowadays the streets different
N making money ain't ya hobby
He couldn't even pay attention
N ion think you kno the feeling
When they count on u to put em in position
That account is new but we still might be pending
That lil pussy cute but don't pillow talk to get it
These **** be talking like they with it
Impastas
I fu**** a nig**** baby momma in the kitchen
I guess I caught karma
These bitches be feeling my posture
I treat my hoes like they 1of1
But don't got time to fuck her until she come
Keep it gudda gone head give my brother some
Now why would I lie
I fell asleep high
Woke up to a cash app I didn't have to try
I watch out for rat traps cus **** be mice
I'm letting these racks stack taking my time
N I been in my zone like a rocket straight to the top is what I'm headed for
So much vLone in my closet I can sell this shit and probably buy a coupe
I'm just focus trynna get it
Life is a gamble I'm rolling the dice
You better stack the shit before you spend it
Can't afford it if you can't buy it twice
If I grab a foreign it gotta come with pipes
My pockets is growing I'm still earning stripes
I gotta keep going trynna change my life
I'm speaking fluent
My momma listen to my music
N constantly asking me questions
Assuming imma tell her some confessions
She don't understand that the lord blessed me
Had to cut off friends **** too messy
more then these women
Brother running from another sentence
I tried to warm em but he didn't listen
Imma still clean up the business (You kno I love u boa)
See I don't have no time for no enemies **** chance everyday I just play my role
If I said how my week went you wouldn't believe me survive every season but never boast
Better stop n listen
I can give you free game if you pay attention
I stayed in my own lane cus I saw the vision
Word to my pops
I could've worked me a slot
N found me a cut on the block
But that had to stop I had to remix it
New ingredients came in the kitchen
Now all my **** got room to eat
If you ask me that's how it's suppose to be
Fuck it off and grab a air bnb
Drip for the low I hit up GT
N if I gotta dick ride to get to the top I swear that shit not meant for me
Written by: Aaron Leftridge
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