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Payko

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Can't speak on da past, so f*ck it 
I'm all in my bag wit da luggage 
I'm crashin' da cutlass 
Drippin' money colors Payko peacock 
Codeine cowboy Payko bebop 
Get high off da mudd to da treetops 
Dat short stick gotta ring on it 
My pistol neva gotta decock 
My name is da money I put it first 

You b stealing my flow, you sum re'rock 
I'm all in my bag you a purse 
I still b goin hard when I try not to curse 
It's jus a lil street talk 
I got street demons I b feeling so cursed 
I was doin my best when you made it da worst 
Trappin' .5's tryna get me a 10 
Yo trap was silent I made it beat'box 
Making hood classics in sum Reebok's 

In da streets cold, gotta keep it solid 
You b spilling' da drip, you already told 
Dese niggas not real dese niggas sweet 
Better pick da paper over coochie 
Ain't no I love Lucy 
Dey hate when I go Belluci 
I can't letta opp upon my mental 
So I keep me sum runners upon my feet 

A nigga not running from his problems 
Next to da E brake a revolver 
Turn dat lil boy head to a pasta 
I seen da devil wearing Prada 
My heart is too cold 
I done been on dat road & I see thru da bullshit like binoculars 
I watched my bitch sell her soul 
She crossed me I can't even talk to her 
It's jus a lil street talk 

Face hit my phone & he told me dey gottem 
I cried like a baby I sipped out da bottle 
Ain no cuffin' a bitch if da bitch ain't a model 
Dem bitches gone leave if you stuck at da bottom 
You take off like rocket dey tryna come spot you like you a comet 
Dey pouring dey hearts in yo comments, cuz now you got commas 
I can't put my faith in a bitch, cuz dese bitches too toxic 

Can't speak on da past, so f*ck it 
I'm all in my bag wit da luggage 
I'm crashin' da cutlass 
Drippin' money colors Payko peacock 
Codeine cowboy Payko bebop 
Get high off da mudd to da treetops 
Dat short stick gotta ring on it 
My pistol neva gotta decock 
My name is da money I put it first 

You b stealing my flow, you sum re'rock 
I'm all in my bag you a purse 
I still b goin hard when I try not to curse 
It's jus a lil street talk 
I got street demons I b feeling so cursed 
I was doin my best when you made it da worst 
Trappin' .5's tryna get me a 10 
Yo trap was silent I made it beat'box 
Making hood classics in sum Reebok's 

Dese niggas plastic dey see thru 
I put da gang on da juice 
Came back Bentley coupe 
Mad Max in da zoo 
I still sip da juice 
Geeked off da drank got me crashin' da cutlass
Got sum bands & a drum, I must play da percussion 
When you left me down I wan having me nun 
Shit f*ck it, now I'm alot 
Only looking 1Way when I pull off da lot 
To da top 
Back in da day, I used to sit at da Marta stop 
Now my pockets got garlic knots 
I'm doin shit dey only talk about 
I was shootin' dice at da poker spot 
Thumb a 30, 30 poking out 
Put sum bad bitches in polkadots 
It's jus a lil street talk 

Ain't nomo kickin' da door parts 
You got me back in my goyard's 
So how it's f*ck me when I'm running from law 
You left me on feet when I ain't have me no car
Can't speak on da past, so f*ck it 
I start lookin' past my pain & made a mil on a front porch 
I'm all in my bag like da luggage 
Can't get out dese bags for nun 

Can't speak on da past, so f*ck it 
I'm all in my bag wit da luggage 
I'm crashin' da cutlass 
Drippin' money colors Payko peacock 
Codeine cowboy Payko bebop 
Get high off da mudd to da treetops 
Dat short stick gotta ring on it 
My pistol neva gotta decock 
My name is da money I put it first 

You b stealing my flow, you sum re'rock 
I'm all in my bag you a purse 
I still b goin hard when I try not to curse 
It's jus a lil street talk 
I got street demons I b feeling so cursed 
I was doin my best when you made it da worst 
Trappin' .5's tryna get me a 10 
Yo trap was silent I made it beat'box 
Making hood classics in sum Reebok's 

Dese niggas plastic dey see thru 
I put da gang on da juice 
Came back Bentley coupe 
Mad'Max in da zoo 
I still sip da juice 
Geeked off da drank got me crashin' da cutlass
Got sum bands & a drum, I must play da percussion 
When you left me down I wan having me nun 
Shit f*ck it, now I'm a lot 
It's jus a lil street talk

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