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Diinero - CAN'T FUCK WITH US Lyrics



Diinero - CAN'T FUCK WITH US Lyrics




I'm from that city where you know that only crime pay
See I just stack it to the ceiling then I fade-away
Man I was down doing bad tryna find a way
My stomach lining f*cked eating crab everyday
I see yo stomach to you back that ain't my life
I'm on a blue chicken diet see I eat right
You think yo bitch faithful she ain't seen the right price
You flexing bands but see mine always outta sight
See Instagram f*cked it up for the real gs
And Blue chicken f*cked it up for these hoes knees
I made a lot of hot money in these cold streets
The way I drip I'm a walking conversation piece
How you feel waking up wearing fake chains
And How you feel waking up tryna maintain
You can fake it til you make it only so long
You hear me preaching lil nigga this a real song

Had to change the flow up
These niggas really think they know us
We copping boulders these niggas really street soldiers
Neva wanting new friends what's they real motives
I can spot em in the deck and see they all jokers
You in the way everyday if You ain't get paid
it's the winter but I woke up with a tan today
And it's sunny but I woke up thinking rain today
Tom Hanks y'all looking poor gon and castaway
I got a new Butch nigga with a new clip
Hair trigger like a pen it just shoot shit
For a opp running off with some loose lips
Why you try to run pussy we don't miss shit
Boy I'm living loving life tryna darn stripes
You the type that always tell tryna send kites
While I'm getting to it off the map outta sight
Nigga ima run it up yea this my life
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I'm from that city where you know that only crime pay
See I just stack it to the ceiling then I fade-away
Man I was down doing bad tryna find a way
My stomach lining f*cked eating crab everyday
I see yo stomach to you back that ain't my life
I'm on a blue chicken diet see I eat right
You think yo bitch faithful she ain't seen the right price
You flexing bands but see mine always outta sight
See Instagram f*cked it up for the real gs
And Blue chicken f*cked it up for these hoes knees
I made a lot of hot money in these cold streets
The way I drip I'm a walking conversation piece
How you feel waking up wearing fake chains
And How you feel waking up tryna maintain
You can fake it til you make it only so long
You hear me preaching lil nigga this a real song

Had to change the flow up
These niggas really think they know us
We copping boulders these niggas really street soldiers
Neva wanting new friends what's they real motives
I can spot em in the deck and see they all jokers
You in the way everyday if You ain't get paid
it's the winter but I woke up with a tan today
And it's sunny but I woke up thinking rain today
Tom Hanks y'all looking poor gon and castaway
I got a new Butch nigga with a new clip
Hair trigger like a pen it just shoot shit
For a opp running off with some loose lips
Why you try to run pussy we don't miss shit
Boy I'm living loving life tryna darn stripes
You the type that always tell tryna send kites
While I'm getting to it off the map outta sight
Nigga ima run it up yea this my life
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Writer: DEMAR OLDHAM
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Songtrust Ave

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Language: English
Written by: DEMAR OLDHAM

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