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meatneah, Lucas Coly
 I been Tryna keep it a hunnit
 Won't be too many niggas that gon keep it a hunnit no more
 That's how I feel every time I mean, you know
 They ain't bout that fighting, they dont' keep it a hunnit, so
 Lately I been feeling like my heart gone
 She so crazy I been tryna keep my heart strong
 I'm on the road through riches I can't steer wrong
 I wish I was still a kid but I'm still grown
 Aye, music, money, business I need three phones
 I can't wait to see my whole fucking team on
 You was sitting at the top and now your seat gone
 It ain't hunnits, It ain't nun for me to speak on
 Aye, lately I been feeling like I'm losing it
 I can't let em, gotta get it cause I'm too legit
 I still got a couple people I be cruising with
 Praying that I never lose them cause I be through with it
 I don't fuck with music now because It's dumbed down
 Why the fuck the real niggas get a thumbs down
 That's why I just stay away and I don't come 'round
 They say when the prayers go up, blessings come down
 My brother told me keep em going til I get right
 Plus I know my time coming, Imma sit tight
 Damn, it look like cut banana, that's a clip right
 Shit, I'm tryna get some guns I'm tired of fist fights
 And let a nigga touch her, whoo bitch I been waiting on it
 Think my hearts gone, I gotta win and I been praying on it
 I got situations going on so I don't weigh in on them
 And I got a ten that fuck with me so I don't play without em
 Stay up out the dirt, but that shit is in me
 In my dreams, I be posted with a fucking semi
 I think the devil playing tricks so he just out to get me
 That's why I don't fuck with people and I'm very picky
 Money will give you power but It's known for envy
 Money will show you how to go from broke to fendy
 I remember I was down and shit was getting tricky
 Damn, I was smoking richy now I'm smoking sticky
 Sometimes I look at life to see It's getting real
 Damn, I had a lot of friends now It's getting real
 Just tryna get some hoes now, I'm tryna get a mil
 Yeah, racked up shawty wonder how I feel
 He was dissin on the net til I called him out
 Did his ass like a bitch I had to dog him out
 This bitch seen it too I wonder if they talking now
 That's what I do to niggas, see em then I call em out
 Big bank in my pocket when I walk through
 Fuck a party nigga play me for a walk through
 See the pain in my eyes, I'm hard to talk to, shit
 Aye, how much I gotta pay for them to pop through
 These niggas fuck with us, so get around like passports
 Bitch I'm in a foreign 1-50 on a dashboard
 Birdie got the lean, he the plug like a black cord
 Saying he gon pull up on me, pull up get his ass torn
 Lately I been feeling like my heart gone
 She so crazy I been tryna keep my heart strong
 I'm on the road through riches I can't steer wrong
 I wish I was still a kid but I'm still grown
 Aye, music, money, business I need three phones
 I can't wait to see my whole fucking team on
 You was sitting at the top but now your seat gone
 It ain't hunnits, It ain't nun for me to speak on