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Everything

by Plugg'D N

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It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately I get everything that I want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz I don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but I got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately i get everything that i want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz i don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but i got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss Pretty soon ill be the one they discuss They counted me out while I counted it up And I ain't gon' lie 2020 I ran up bout a 30 but it ain't enough My niggas still out in the trenches from dawn to dusk I never forgive get em gone its a must In love wit the 9 gave it all my trust And if something go down then we all gon' bust Remember them days we were bummy and thuggin' on front street Tryna do niggas the Bad way, blowing on mid it wasn't never the gas way Pockets on E it was always a bad day, School didn't work and they don't see the vision Outsiders might tell you I went out the sad way But fuck what they talm bout I'm way up they last place I know I left all them folks with a mad face Don't think it's sweet in my city If you actin' nervous you might get ya sack laced Don't come around if you wimpy Its war in the Ville nigga we never had Grace Me and Montana was bangin' when we was like 16 you niggas got off ya ass late I'm finna eat don't care if its ya last plate, I don't like running but I'm in a sack race (You see its one thing about my mufuckin city That I had to realize at a young age my nigga If you Don't get the fuck up out that bitch you grow roots to that mufucka nigga I remember it Was pressure on everything, I couldn't smoke good Couldn't eat good, nigga look at me now nigga I'm living) It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately I get everything that I want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz I don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but I got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately I get everything that I want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz I don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but I got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss By the end of the year Ima buy me a house Ima try to invest all my money in rap By the end of the year you gon' turn to a mouse Ain't no way you can live all yo life in the trap You not built for that life ain't no way to adapt You talk out yo neck then you bound to get slapped You can keep yo advice you not good at yo craft Bite the hand that been feeding you you might get clapped If you ridin' wit me then you gotta be strapped down I can't be taking no chances I was on the block beating the pack but I rap now And I keep on advancing You had a lot to say look where you at now Yo pockets hurting and you looking damaged Look at me now I'm somewhere with my feet up Smoking exotic I know they can't stand me Streets ain't the same as it use to be I don't like beefing with niggas who name names Once you make a post about me you got it lil bruh Ima let you win the whole thang Everything public it ain't no more privacy police see everything down to ya "at name" Niggas portray to be gangsta but act lame Say anything on a beat for some rap fame It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately I get everything that I want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz I don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but I got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss It ain't no pressure on money or weed cuz lately I get everything that I want If it ain't exotic then don't even cop it cuz I don't like smelling no seeds in my blunt I know I'm not popping right now but I got it ain't going out bad I ain pulling no stunt I'm tired of them always counting me out but pretty soon I'll be the one they discuss

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