Don’t Give Up

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I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, Imma choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 They call me Gunna the GOAT
 Keep me a gun and I tote
 Niggas be doin' the most
 Can't go out sad with you hoes
 I gotta stick to the code
 I water my money then grow it
 She big and it's 'bout to explode
 Tesla got suicide doors
 Yes I am richer than my goals
 It's a check every one of my shows
 Had the handmaid tailor my clothes
 It's a pay day nigga, you owe
 Lot of diamonds on me, I am cold
 I got fashion on me like Vogue
 Whole lot of drip, better leave me alone
 My b*tch got pink toes
 I don't wanna leave it alone
 I wanna f*ck when I want
 Got the piece flooded with stones
 Baby not runnin' me home
 My brother dead and gone
 We was just livin' wrong
 Sip out the pain in the morning
 I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, I ama choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 I used to shop at the Ross
 How I still win from a loss
 Got hired, done turned to a boss
 Ride in that Maybach like Ross
 I got this water like Voss
 I wanna f*ck in her mouth
 They callin', you know I am en route
 I heard that you had a drought
 I made it ship, make it bounce
 Every day I spill more than an ounce
 Money machine, let it count
 Clothes that can dress up a house
 We loyal, you in our you out?
 I ran up my bag like a sprout
 Trust me I know what it's 'bout
 Fed screams and I am out
 Get the racks and you bustin' it down
 The cash route
 Run it up, showin' no slouch
 Glass house
 Shittin' on whoever look down
 You nigga need you a vouch
 Every day I ama dress to the ground
 I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, I ama choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 
 I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, Imma choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 They call me Gunna the GOAT
 Keep me a gun and I tote
 Niggas be doin' the most
 Can't go out sad with you hoes
 I gotta stick to the code
 I water my money then grow it
 She big and it's 'bout to explode
 Tesla got suicide doors
 Yes I am richer than my goals
 It's a check every one of my shows
 Had the handmaid tailor my clothes
 It's a pay day nigga, you owe
 Lot of diamonds on me, I am cold
 I got fashion on me like Vogue
 Whole lot of drip, better leave me alone
 My b*tch got pink toes
 I don't wanna leave it alone
 I wanna f*ck when I want
 Got the piece flooded with stones
 Baby not runnin' me home
 My brother dead and gone
 We was just livin' wrong
 Sip out the pain in the morning
 I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, I ama choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 I used to shop at the Ross
 How I still win from a loss
 Got hired, done turned to a boss
 Ride in that Maybach like Ross
 I got this water like Voss
 I wanna f*ck in her mouth
 They callin', you know I am en route
 I heard that you had a drought
 I made it ship, make it bounce
 Every day I spill more than an ounce
 Money machine, let it count
 Clothes that can dress up a house
 We loyal, you in our you out?
 I ran up my bag like a sprout
 Trust me I know what it's 'bout
 Fed screams and I am out
 Get the racks and you bustin' it down
 The cash route
 Run it up, showin' no slouch
 Glass house
 Shittin' on whoever look down
 You nigga need you a vouch
 Every day I ama dress to the ground
 I call the shots, I am a coach
 I came to kill like a Zoe
 I am only feeding my folks
 Climb to the top like a rope
 Chokers all 'round my neck, I ama choke
 We cleaning this money with soap
 With this bread, I stack and reload
 Talk to god, ain't losing no hope
 Don't give up
 Don't give up
 I hope you don't give up
 Don't give up, no
 

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