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Luh Rudolph

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Ayy, uh, gang
My bad, money bad
I mean money man, f*ck
Ayy, ayy, hold down down bad

Ain't nobody help me get it up
I got the right to brag, lil' nigga
'Cause I'm big enough with the price on the tab
Nigga, I don't really give a f*ck

Niggas, they mad
And I don't really give a f*ck
Smokin' on gas, ridin' around in the rents
Doin' the dance, I'm sorry if I hit ya

Nigga, what's sad
Nigga, what you been through
Ever been shot at
Niggas tryna hit you

Niggas want my sauce, they want my flavor
I must be a god by the way that they praise me
Part of the squad, and that's why you hatin
You been a fraud, you been fakin

Put it on my mind, so my heart, I'ma make it grow
Now to be a star, like a high, I'll chase it
They weren't with us before, we was broke down
Basic, gotta get more scars

'Cause the rappers are the greatest
Niggas love to see you broke down
Like a four pound, time to get the dough down
Man, I'm all down, like a whole dime

I was back of the crowd
Now, nigga, look who runnin' the show now
F*ck my numbers, tryna get it out the floor somehow
Told my one, no joke

From the first, get gold now
Yeah, you know I'ma get down when they get down
Hella up it on the Pope, if he come up in this house
Twiggin' on reefer, we rollin' up woods

We do not do no swishers, ain't good in the hood
So don't try to come visit
I'll pay you a visit
Before I ever get on the track, it's an addiction

Grew up, got big, started beatin' up the bullets
I'm down for the fight, but I brought me some bullets
Then John automatically put up to the fullest
He try to dumbstrap, but I beat that nigga twice

My screws in my game, ain't no screws in my head
Nigga, I ain't nothin' changed, cause it's a little split
Like a nigga off and on, he want no credit
See a opp out track, bop, bop, and spread

O.J. bought that nigga, why would you say it
Ain't no game, who you think you playin' with
I'm goin' insane, but the vice look bad
We make our own shit, throw it up, and we bankin

Every night I sleep with the girl that I meet
So I lost a few fights, but they know I ain't weak
'Cause what's that I broke in, it's cause I told her, man
You know that I ain't me, but I was livin' that life

So it's easy to put the blame on me
The real talk, I don't even blame them though
'Cause niggas think you all even though they your folks
This nigga smell funny, man, and it ain't no dope

They know this shit can get ugly
But I can't switch up for nothin
Still toting that strap on Sunday
Still clutching that stick on Tuesday

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, Sunday
Just in case a nigga wanna get lucky
I'ma set him up, he gon' need his money
And I know the opps really wanna catch me

But I cannot fly cause I can't laugh in the streets
I'm fly like a fly, he ain't flyer than me
I'm clutching that pitchfork when I rock that blip
You gotta be an Indian for you to be a chief

Drop the top, let these hoes see
She suckin' my cock, I take a bath in the weed
Make a dirty money, ain't got time to clean it
My bad, my bad, my bad

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