lirik lagu ygtut - 2 milli
[verse 1: tut]
young king scheming to take the world over
long live a loyal n-gga, greedy n-ggas die young
got rise on any n-gga talkin’ that sl1ck sh-t
n-ggas softer than t-tties
n-ggas get paid and made and can’t go back to they city
i’ve been a savage, the hustle came automatic
i been livin’ lavish before this rap sh-t happened
meanin’ i ain’t really hurtin’ for no rap check
i rather take my work check re-up, and flip a couple zips or somethin’
flip a crib or somethin’, buy the summer sh-t
i’m trynna get a crib or somethin’
hoes call me on, ain’t on the flip-phone or nothin’
i’m tryna get inside them ribs or somethin’
p-ss the doja, i gotta lotta sh-t that i’m stressin’ on
i’m tryna quit my b-tch, and i don’t think that she catchin’ on
i tell her leave me alone, she keep on callin’ my celly-phone
i’m straight, i don’t think i’ma answer dog
[hook]
i been rollin’ down burnin’, blowin’ dank, go insane
now i’m shinin’ you can see the candy paint (n-gga)
dip-dip, we don’t really give a f-ck about these hoes
don’t worry bout me, baby focus on your goals
a couple n-ggas on, i hope we still got a soul
a couple n-ggas on, i hope they still got a soul
southside n-ggas, dreams of money cars and clothes
and the house be the team n-gga, that’s just how it go
[verse 2]
indulge in the poison, a n-gga like me just be chillin’
tryna stack this f-ckin’ money to the ceilin’, it be ballin’ though
n-ggas say they ballin’ though, dog is you startin’ in?
6 man off the bench, subbin’ in for jigga man
n-gga man, n-gga please, you gotta be wildin’
another sad story, please bring out the violins
a n-gga dressed to k!ll, how violent is your stylist?
i’m puffin’ on the loud until i have total silence, huh
shut up b-tch, it’s the n-gga you love to hate
n-ggas is tryna eat and we won’t leave till we fix a plate
baby girl fix your face, i got some d-ck if you need some
baby we gon’ be stars, you should save her that pre-c-m
it’s funny how these f-ck n-ggas front like they big time
and ain’t turned g-y yet, from all that d-ck ridin’
n-ggas ain’t on our level, let alone in the same climate
the sun is the only thing we ain’t outshine
[hook]
[outro]
uh, n-gga (n-gga, n-gga)
n-ggas in the game, they don’t get no respect
go and sell they soul for a chain and a check
n-ggas in the game they don’t get no respect
go and sell they soul for a chain and a check
2 milli
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