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Performed By: Samajay
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Sanjay K




Samajay - walked in Lyrics




Yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa
'Cause I can't, I cannot
Yeah be dealing with these niggas and these bitches
They be pissing me off, me off

Yeah, and I just bring vibes on the beat
That's all I know
And the fact that y'all don't think about money
You be stressing me out, me out

Yeah, I bet everyone wanna know my name
From the time that I walked in
Yeah, cause I've been way too lit
Yeah, they can't even tell me shit

And I don't need money to be rich
And I like whips with the blacked out tents
Prada shades with the blacked out frames
And me and you, it's really not the same, no

I don't get drunk for the fame, no
Yeah, waking in the morning and I'm really on ten
Got my people with me and they all locked in
Yeah, I bet they can't catch my drift

Yeah, let me spell it out for a minute
Yeah, really, I've been getting my momentum
Yeah, they cab ride around in the rental
Yeah, all that show money don't impress me, yeah

Them diamonds ain't here and they ain't pass no test
Yeah, now I'm feeling the need to stick out my on my chest
But if you make me mad, oh my
And if you counting me out, no lie

Yeah, don't come back when I'm playing my songs
I'ma keep y'all on my mind
Yeah, and don't be mad when your girl tryna play my song
Yeah, she thinking I can't do no wrong

Yeah, I know I ain't been the vibe, yeah
Yeah, hold on, what you finna tell me, yeah
Yeah, I just got a bet on myself
Yeah, got them all singing like Mariah

And when I get my spot, I'ma keep it on lock no doubt
No doubt, yeah, I bet I want to know my name
From the time that I walk in
Yeah, cause, I've been way too lit

Yeah, they can't even tell me shit
And I don't need money to be rich
And I like whips with the blacked out tints
Prada shades with the blacked-out frames

And me and you, it's really not the same, no
I don't get drunk for the fame, no
Them diamonds ain't hitting, ain't passed no test
Yeah, and now I'm feeling these two sticks on my chest

But if you make me mad, oh my
And if you counting me out, no lie
Yeah, don't come back when they playing my songs
I'ma keep it all on my mind

Yeah, and don't be mad when your girl tryna play my song
She thinking I can't do no wrong, yeah
I ain't know, I ain't been a vibe, yeah
Yeah, I ain't know, I ain't been a vibe, yeah
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Yeah, whoa, whoa, whoa
'Cause I can't, I cannot
Yeah be dealing with these niggas and these bitches
They be pissing me off, me off

Yeah, and I just bring vibes on the beat
That's all I know
And the fact that y'all don't think about money
You be stressing me out, me out

Yeah, I bet everyone wanna know my name
From the time that I walked in
Yeah, cause I've been way too lit
Yeah, they can't even tell me shit

And I don't need money to be rich
And I like whips with the blacked out tents
Prada shades with the blacked out frames
And me and you, it's really not the same, no

I don't get drunk for the fame, no
Yeah, waking in the morning and I'm really on ten
Got my people with me and they all locked in
Yeah, I bet they can't catch my drift

Yeah, let me spell it out for a minute
Yeah, really, I've been getting my momentum
Yeah, they cab ride around in the rental
Yeah, all that show money don't impress me, yeah

Them diamonds ain't here and they ain't pass no test
Yeah, now I'm feeling the need to stick out my on my chest
But if you make me mad, oh my
And if you counting me out, no lie

Yeah, don't come back when I'm playing my songs
I'ma keep y'all on my mind
Yeah, and don't be mad when your girl tryna play my song
Yeah, she thinking I can't do no wrong

Yeah, I know I ain't been the vibe, yeah
Yeah, hold on, what you finna tell me, yeah
Yeah, I just got a bet on myself
Yeah, got them all singing like Mariah

And when I get my spot, I'ma keep it on lock no doubt
No doubt, yeah, I bet I want to know my name
From the time that I walk in
Yeah, cause, I've been way too lit

Yeah, they can't even tell me shit
And I don't need money to be rich
And I like whips with the blacked out tints
Prada shades with the blacked-out frames

And me and you, it's really not the same, no
I don't get drunk for the fame, no
Them diamonds ain't hitting, ain't passed no test
Yeah, and now I'm feeling these two sticks on my chest

But if you make me mad, oh my
And if you counting me out, no lie
Yeah, don't come back when they playing my songs
I'ma keep it all on my mind

Yeah, and don't be mad when your girl tryna play my song
She thinking I can't do no wrong, yeah
I ain't know, I ain't been a vibe, yeah
Yeah, I ain't know, I ain't been a vibe, yeah
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Writer: Sanjay K
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