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Correct Leave Me Lyrics
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Correct Leave Me
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[Intro: Steven Moses] I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Heron on my waist, but the money never ill as shit I pop pills can't feel shit [Chorus: Steven Moses] I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Heron on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit Heron in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous Say, I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Heron on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit Heron in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous [Verse 1: Steven Moses] Said, I ain't ever spend no money tryna' flex I just spend 800 on tech She tryna fuck me, told her only want the neck She tryna love me, but I only want respect Oo, I just want get to this fetti Think I'm gon die, ain't ready So I'm gon' sip plenty I drop the bean in my henny Drugs and money I got plenty of bees and blue benjies Went from Levi's to the subies How the fuck you gon' be hoeing the sippies, don't use me Walkin' around with that guac on me, remember I used to that Glock on me Need a jag, I need ya'll watch on me Feds hot, swear they watching me Need a jag, I need ya'll watch on me Feds hot, swear they watching me [Bridge] I ain't ever spend no money tryna fuck her Heron on my waist, but the money never ill as shit I pop pills can't feel shit [Chorus: Steven Moses] I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Hands on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit Heron in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Hands on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit Heron in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous [Verse 2: Steven Moses] Wake up wishin' I ain't wake up Fuck that hoe, we never made love A face that look just like an angel The type you fuck with no makeup Maybe our past wasn't meant to be, cause I accept it if I lost Know I'm blessed with how I think, also know it, that's a curse Complexity of a god, fuck So now I be in the limelight drugged out, thinking bout nothing, but money Funny how only the people below me think they above me Low key fucking love me, hoping with the best intent that I die, so they can take my place, cause they think I'm lucky, damn You really think it's luck, G? You could leave me or love me [Chorus: Steven Moses] I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Hands on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit [?] in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Hands on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit [?] in my nose, relapse can't deal shit And I'm still on my search for my purpose cause working ain't worth it, and movin' all this workin' me nervous [Outro] I ain't ever spend no money tryna' fuck her Hands on my waist Got bags on my face, yeah Bitch don't even ask me if it's real Balenciaga sneakers using money tryna heal shit Smoke so much Pop pills, can't feel shit [?] in my nose, relapse can't deal shit
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