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Alibi Video (MV)




Performed By: A Moneyy
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Adam Johnson




A Moneyy - Alibi Lyrics




Nigga judge me then its f*ck em they won't understand
How you left at me lowest you aint thorough bread
Demons creeping keep on dreaming that I wake up dead
Never sober visions lucid need to clear my head
Whats your alibi is you really down to ride
Niggas picking sides I could never switch on mine
She tryna get the time babygirl just get in line
Been a star butches only love them dollar signs

I need that wraith I'm chasing big stars
Big cars
40 ARs 35s going Rambo retard
Keep a strap on you can't trap a nigga
They getting madder cause we getting richer
Money hungry like I'm mr krabs
Baddest bitches used to laugh but now they on my lap
Just imagine that
Cross fade off a perky henny I ain't proud
Of that
Pass the backwood lotta shade but we got back on track
Lotta bitches say they love me you can't run my pockets
Lotta niggas tryna be me they just caught up
Watching
Disappearing young Houdini still a trending topic
Pull a hat trick that's threes hoes but I don't
Brag about it
Doing free shows
Met a couple freak hoes
Stacking paper it ain't legal
But I got my people
Hate me now I bet you love me later
I been getting to the paper staying
Off the radar
Yeah

Nigga judge me then its f*ck em they won't understand
How you left at me lowest you aint thorough bread
Demons creeping keep on dreaming that I wake up dead
Never sober visions lucid need to clear my head
Whats your alibi is you really down to ride
Niggas picking sides I could never switch on mine
She tryna get the time babygirl just get in line
Been a star butches only love them dollar signs

Count it up honey count it up
Growing up I never settled never had enough
They say blood thicker then water f*ck who made that it up
Got some brothers not related but it's 8 of them
Started praying more the problems keep on adding up
Always thought there was way a way out
Screaming f*ck it now
All she wanna do is lay up smoke and f*ck around
Can't take no break there ain't no let it up
Make 100 styles
In a wraith race in space look who stunting
Now
Went a 100 miles for niggas who ain't step for me
Triple H the king of kings I been had pedigree
Lazy joking round in class but look who sweating me

You only me love when it's beneficial
Cold heart nigga can't keep waiting on you
Put up the jerseys I was playing the fool
Put up the jerseys I was playing the fool

Took a lot of shit
Won a lot of wars
Fought some demons
Not in movies never got applause
Thinking that you see through me
You just gon see a wall
And I wish I never met you
Never got involved
Always one to solve a problem
Never solving yours
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Nigga judge me then its f*ck em they won't understand
How you left at me lowest you aint thorough bread
Demons creeping keep on dreaming that I wake up dead
Never sober visions lucid need to clear my head
Whats your alibi is you really down to ride
Niggas picking sides I could never switch on mine
She tryna get the time babygirl just get in line
Been a star butches only love them dollar signs

I need that wraith I'm chasing big stars
Big cars
40 ARs 35s going Rambo retard
Keep a strap on you can't trap a nigga
They getting madder cause we getting richer
Money hungry like I'm mr krabs
Baddest bitches used to laugh but now they on my lap
Just imagine that
Cross fade off a perky henny I ain't proud
Of that
Pass the backwood lotta shade but we got back on track
Lotta bitches say they love me you can't run my pockets
Lotta niggas tryna be me they just caught up
Watching
Disappearing young Houdini still a trending topic
Pull a hat trick that's threes hoes but I don't
Brag about it
Doing free shows
Met a couple freak hoes
Stacking paper it ain't legal
But I got my people
Hate me now I bet you love me later
I been getting to the paper staying
Off the radar
Yeah

Nigga judge me then its f*ck em they won't understand
How you left at me lowest you aint thorough bread
Demons creeping keep on dreaming that I wake up dead
Never sober visions lucid need to clear my head
Whats your alibi is you really down to ride
Niggas picking sides I could never switch on mine
She tryna get the time babygirl just get in line
Been a star butches only love them dollar signs

Count it up honey count it up
Growing up I never settled never had enough
They say blood thicker then water f*ck who made that it up
Got some brothers not related but it's 8 of them
Started praying more the problems keep on adding up
Always thought there was way a way out
Screaming f*ck it now
All she wanna do is lay up smoke and f*ck around
Can't take no break there ain't no let it up
Make 100 styles
In a wraith race in space look who stunting
Now
Went a 100 miles for niggas who ain't step for me
Triple H the king of kings I been had pedigree
Lazy joking round in class but look who sweating me

You only me love when it's beneficial
Cold heart nigga can't keep waiting on you
Put up the jerseys I was playing the fool
Put up the jerseys I was playing the fool

Took a lot of shit
Won a lot of wars
Fought some demons
Not in movies never got applause
Thinking that you see through me
You just gon see a wall
And I wish I never met you
Never got involved
Always one to solve a problem
Never solving yours
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Writer: Adam Johnson
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