SWAMP

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Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 My daddy taught me how to sell dope
 Turn grams into elbows
 Light it up when the L rolled
 Black mask, used to kick doors
 Weren't no bullets in the guns though
 Niggas still never argued
 Raid the house like the task force
 Me and my niggas like drug dogs
 Find the dope then we take off
 Fuck my girl with my chain on
 Then she tatted my name on it
 Yellowstone, I was raised on it
 Actavis in my baby bottle
 Baby stroller was an Impala
 Niggas like to talk down on me
 When I see 'em, I don't hear about it
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 Never would've met my friends if not for satellites
 Yeah, I'll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
 Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
 Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
 Shh-shh, shh, I say "Please" all the time, bitch
 Shh-shh, shh, I like white collar crime, bitch
 Shh-shh, shh, money digital broke and
 Shh-shh, shh, Ghana prince in your messages
 I know you hate me for leavin'
 Then let's go crazy together
 When I tell ya all the things that I'm thinkin'
 So that we could get better
 But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
 I don't got insurance for this pressure
 Wanna find the benefits, I can't measure
 Tryin' not to run out on my temper
 I can see the ash and the ember
 That was made from emotional texture
 I don't know why I took this endeavor
 Don't identify with oppressors
 Don't identify with surrender
 All of my old friends fair-weather
 Gotta treat my heart like a treasure
 'Cause all I know is no one else will
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 You do not know me, don't speak of my homies, you are a phony
 Quit pinnin' shit on me, you gon' bring out the old me
 You don't wanna know what I wanna do when y'all talk down on my name
 I don't wanna see you in the street 'cause I might catch a case
 People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
 Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
 Runnin' to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
 I'm runnin' to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 My daddy taught me how to sell dope
 Turn grams into elbows
 Light it up when the L rolled
 Black mask, used to kick doors
 Weren't no bullets in the guns though
 Niggas still never argued
 Raid the house like the task force
 Me and my niggas like drug dogs
 Find the dope then we take off
 Fuck my girl with my chain on
 Then she tatted my name on it
 Yellowstone, I was raised on it
 Actavis in my baby bottle
 Baby stroller was an Impala
 Niggas like to talk down on me
 When I see 'em, I don't hear about it
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 Never would've met my friends if not for satellites
 Yeah, I'll cuff her even if she do not suck me right
 Always planned to be a rapper when I failed at life
 Luckily professor failed me at the proper time
 Shh-shh, shh, I say "Please" all the time, bitch
 Shh-shh, shh, I like white collar crime, bitch
 Shh-shh, shh, money digital broke and
 Shh-shh, shh, Ghana prince in your messages
 I know you hate me for leavin'
 Then let's go crazy together
 When I tell ya all the things that I'm thinkin'
 So that we could get better
 But you wanna put my heart on the stretcher
 I don't got insurance for this pressure
 Wanna find the benefits, I can't measure
 Tryin' not to run out on my temper
 I can see the ash and the ember
 That was made from emotional texture
 I don't know why I took this endeavor
 Don't identify with oppressors
 Don't identify with surrender
 All of my old friends fair-weather
 Gotta treat my heart like a treasure
 'Cause all I know is no one else will
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 You do not know me, don't speak of my homies, you are a phony
 Quit pinnin' shit on me, you gon' bring out the old me
 You don't wanna know what I wanna do when y'all talk down on my name
 I don't wanna see you in the street 'cause I might catch a case
 People smile when they face to face (woo, woo, woo!)
 Then turn their back and switch up words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
 Runnin' to the papers everyday (woo, woo, woo!)
 I'm runnin' to the paper anyway (ah, ah, ah!)
 Fuckin' commas up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 Fu-fuckin' dollars up from the outside
 From the outside, from the outside
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 They been talkin' down on me (huh) what ya say?
 

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Duration
04:11
Key
9
Tempo
141 BPM

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