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Testo Things I Been Through - Baby Money

Testo della canzone Things I Been Through (Baby Money), tratta dall'album Young N***a Old Soul (Deluxe)

(Helluva made this beat, baby) uh, uh
Ayy, things that I been through, how to make a brick move
How to solve my issues without losin' no bitch moves
Stretchin' dog with this fetti, feel like I'm in Michael Vick shoes
I wipe my nose with hundreds, tell 'em I don't need no tissue
I need facts, not fiction, this is Act', not Trishy
2021 sleeve, I'm in the back with five bitches
They ain't never think I'd make it this far, surprise, nigga
It's two Trackhawks spinnin' through y'all shit, we slide different
Wanted revenge for your brother, then you end up dyin' with him
Brought half a ticket out the bank, I fuck around and sign niggas
Find hitters, buy hitters, ride with us, slide with us
A million dollars worth of jewelry in the gang, come shine with us, easy money
Ayy, things that I been through, I can't even tell you
I was drivin' my shit home, yeah, back when they were mailin'
These niggas know they send some smoke, then I'm the one inhale it
200 pounds every week and I ain't got no L
A hundred million was my goal, I ain't get it, so I failed
Cut some niggas off, them niggas did it to theyself
When I turned ten years old, I ain't even fuck with 12
I'm in a room full of pits, I ain't never tuck my tail, easy money
Mike Amiri all from Jordan, that don't make no sense
I know it hurts your heart knowin' I can take your bitch
Would never made it this far if I ain't take no risks
Yeah, if he sweet, it's EE, we gon' take his kick game
Yeah, walk a nigga down, make my nigga smile
He took two to the head, my niggas say they proud
200 'bows of exotic, that shit fuckin' loud
A nigga disrespect the team, we spray in the crowd
Ayy, things that I been through, I can't even tell you
I was drivin' my shit home, yeah, back when they was mailin'
These niggas know they send some smoke, then I'm the one inhale it
200 pounds every week and I ain't got no L
A hundred million was my goal, I ain't get it, so I failed
Cut some niggas off, them niggas did it to theyself
When I turned ten years old, I ain't even fuck with 12
I'm in a room full of pits, I ain't never tuck my tail, easy money



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Writer(s): Carlos Fischer
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