Ain’t Fuh Me

Lyrics
I don't get involved with the shit Stay calm through the storm the revolver 'll flip Money come by the bags and won't fit in the clip Wet flows on ten toes, I'm too wavy to slip Let a hoe be a hoe, I don't baby a bitch I'm ownin my shit, that's clear as the tequila I sip Life's funny as these marks that act hood now Hey Joe, hit this J, put that backwood down Chach pimp in this game like when that Lac pull 'round (biatch!) Get outta pocket it's over Centennial high nigga had a a bad one in Culver (on God) She only like to fuck, she ain't like when I hold her (true) Imma bang her ass out and send her back to her man Washed off, got dressed and got back to the plan Now she getting that (Chorus) Get the money nigga, cause anything else ain't fuh me nigga (x3) Me I'm kinda simple I ain't complex Bitch nigga miss me with the mind flex 'Cause if its fuck me then its fuck you Pray that you take that outta context Baby making turkey bacon with the omelette Baby tappin' out, I ain't even come yet High off life, weed ain't even hit the lungs yet A nigga feelin like a nigga bout to run shit (on God!) Track shoes laced up Street money, really never had a pay stub I'm too 100 I can't fake love All my bitches think I'm crackin' bruh that ain't love I'm just doin' me what they hatin' for? Just closed a new deal they'll be hating more It ain't nothin worse than to lose a bitch round Don't believe me, ask Chris Brown Hold your head up, my young get cracking You young and you active, you bangin', it's braccin' (I see you) But a lot come along with that lifestyle But you can make your rights right, right now (Chorus) Get the money nigga, cause anything else ain't fuh me nigga (x2) (Outro) Get the money nigga, cause anything else ain't fuh me nigga (x6)
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- JasonMartin