To Say The Least

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Yeah, two
Yeah, I ain't trynna talk about no beef unless i'm diving in it (Let's go)
Nigga ain't even leave the holding sell, he already crying in it
You so pressed to be a yes-man so f*ck that shit you dying with 'em (Yeah)
You deserve it, you was lying with 'em (Huh)
Why yo man and 'nem keep hiding with 'em
Said you trynna make a bag, then sit down need you to pay attention (Look)
Ain't no more just watching what i'm doing, I need you to implement it
The reason that these young niggas going wild cause y'all don't discipline 'em
You know that money talk, I pay his man and let his brodie get 'em
The nigga sweet, that boy got soda in 'em
I go Moncleezy for the Winter, cause i'm the coldest nigga
They caught you slippin', thought you was lit fucking with them older niggas (Thought you was lit)
I'm trynna see my niggas win, I ain't ever lil bro my niggas
I ain't ever been robbed, ain't never been beat
Even if you leave, i'm on my feet
I was in that field, without no cleats
I was in the trap without no heat, yeah
I ain't got time to sleep, i'm up just plottin' on how to stay discrete (I'm plottin')
I ain't got time for niggas, or them bitches who don't wanna see me eat
Heart got super cold said, "f*ck this jewelry, I need me a fleece"
Take a trip to DR, f*ck the chaos, I need me some peace
One thing bout this nigga Nast, he kept it a hunnid to say the least
If it ain't bout no real cash, i'm good my nigga just leave me be (Yeah i'm good)
Yeah, just leave me lone
If it ain't bout money, don't hit my phone
If it ain't bout bread or getting ahead, you just in the way and you mislead
I had to work for the shit you see
I had to fight like my name Ali
This shit is in me, this shit ain't on me
I was thinking about bread before I could read
I'm really out of niggas leagues
I still got up when I was fatigued
I had to bob and weave (I did)
Are you ready to kill for what you need
Niggas gon' hate, that's what this shit come with
They hear the lies and that's what they run with
Just don't bring 'em to me, I turn to Nick Cannon when I hit that drumstick
Yeah, i'm just watching… i'm never hating
Nah, I kept my composure when they left me waiting
Yeah, I don't need no friends, I need business partners
Look, I ain't trynna just sit here and watch you bitch niggas gossip
I need deposits, I need statements
I like Jacksons, stacked on Franklins
I like females with no makeup, move exotic P's like layups
This shit easy, I keep scoring
I can do this shit with a blindfold
Face card so damn good, all the plugs wanna front me they loads (Swear)
That's just what it is
I'm too valuable, f*ck a waiting list
If it ain't for me then i'ont want that shit
I thought I told you bro I ain't the one to play with
I stack that paper everyday so i'ma stay lit, on God
It's Nast, the realest one in it (RDI two shit)

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