Bodega
Famous Galore
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Patron got me faded I'm feeling amazing Don't hang with no groupies Don't do nothin basic Address me as big cause niggas lil babies Boss up on niggas in toxic relations Jealous type friendships that shit can get draining Cross you off the list put ya funds in donation Cop new kicks for my travel rotations Speaking in code got em stealing creations Cherish ya heart don't give love to a stranger Bitches be pressed when you don't wanna claim em Do shit with a breeze thats why niggas be hating Get you a bag stop with all that complaining Ain't talkin bout comas, ain't talkin my language Took my lil bitch on a private vacation Can't do what I do yeah I feel ya frustration Drippy lil nigga but back to the basics Shop in my closet man issa bodega Controlling these hoes like I'm strapped to a sega Natural born athlete you niggas in training Put that on my mama my brothas gone spray it FOUR a necklace. Paid TWO for a bracelet Did dirt by my lonely no time for explaining World can be yours stay down if you claim it History in the making you bitches outdated Im on a whole other wave I'm on a whole other wave YEAH Not the one to play these games Choppa shoot straight through ya brain yeah Pop yo shit up no remains, pop yo shit up no remains Same people talking down on me the same people stalking my page Get to the cake bitter niggas they be all in the way Older niggas try steal all ya fame Had ya time need to stay out the game What a shame? What a shame? What a shame? They don't know me, they just google my name What a shame? What a shame? What a shame? They don't love me, they loving the gang yeah Time equal money you know what I'm hear for Time after time took you back but that shit old Sneak dissin on me but you a photo. Want me a cop but I'm pushing four door Won't knock me off balance i live with the angels For I turn on the gang rather jump out a window Sandals and socks how I drip when it's still cold Wait til we on. Whole gang gone be dumb froze Shop in my closet man issa bodega Controlling these hoes like I'm strapped to a sega Natural born athlete you niggas in training Put that on my mama my brothas gone spray it FOUR a necklace Paid TWO for a bracelet Did dirt by my lonely no time for explaining World can be yours stay down if you claim it History in the making you bitches outdated Not to mention I'm hot tho Been on the low Sip on dusse gotta get in my zone Hit my jeweler I need some more gold Rarely ever at home getting bags on road Coaching these kids tryna teaching the code Gotta learn to step up, Gotta get that mode Kill or be killed bitch I'm ready for war Ridin dolo I'm strapped for fasho Shop in my closet man issa bodega Controlling these hoes like I'm strapped to a sega Natural born athlete you niggas in training Put that on my mama my brothas gone spray it FOUR a necklace Paid TWO for a bracelet Did dirt by my lonely no time for explaining World can be yours stay down if you claim it History in the making you bitches outdated (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
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