Menu
Jermaine Hussein
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Yeah, Uh Yeah, Aye When you the one that's being strong Sometimes it's no one vent to Bout all the shit you seen And all of the shit you been through You gotta keep going my nxgga don't let it bend you Back against the wall but dawg you must continue Somewhere conducting business Baby I'm not at the venue The mil (meal) that I want aint on that menu If I don't f*ck with you Aint no way I'm gon pretend to I can sense you waiting To bite the hand that I extend you Cuz niggas will, bite the hand that feed em When they can't defeat em One lie will tarnish the truth So I can't believe em And even if I love you death, gotta plan for evil And even with your faith in the Lord understand the reaper I been knowing shxt could get cold So I keep the heater This shxt like thermometer so don't run a fever In the field like a receiver I'm still running plays I can't be concerned with what they do in the bleachers, for real Yeah, I'm praying that the way I come off never offends you I'm hoping that if you don't fxck with me, you won't pretend to I'm usually at home with my kids not at the venue The mil that I want aint on that menu (for real) I'm praying that the way I come off never offends you I'm hoping that if you don't f*ck with me, you won't pretend to I'm usually at home with my kids not at the venue The mil that I want aint on that menu, continue Uh, If they cross you cut em off It's nothing to get some more friends They threw dirt on my name And I needed that soil to grow in Left me there to drown When I gave em the boat to row in That shit will have you wiggin out, no beautician or sew-ins Studio with streets lights in it, it's time go in Dominoes with the delivery, just bring the dough in Tryna a make mil (meal) off a recipe that I wrote I only came back to separate the sheep from the goats Continuous growth Recite the shit I write under oath I'm not here to boast Reach for the bread get turnt into toast Business brunches with mimosas Cheers lets make a toast And now the hoes that said we was gross Want to know what we gross Aint nothing change, the ones with the least Will still do the most Don't f*ck with us Cuz nicotine patches can't stop the smoke, for real Tryna turn a quarter mil to a half a mil Eatin off the nuggets that I drop thats a happy mil (meal) Run the bag up, don't let the feds apprehend you Continue, The meal that I want aint in that menu Run the bag up, don't let the feds apprehend you Continue, The meal that I want aint in that menu Yeah, I'm praying that the way I come off never offends you I'm hoping that if you don't fxck with me, you won't pretend to I'm usually at home with my kids not at the venue The mil that I want aint on that menu (for real) I'm praying that the way I come off never offends you I'm hoping that if you don't f*ck with me, you won't pretend to I'm usually at home with my kids not at the venue The mil that I want aint on that menu, continue
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