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Correct Brothers Lyrics
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[Pre-Chorus] Big bag don't mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like JAY-Z Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy I got money and niggas move shady With my brother I put that on, baby My first car I might cop a Mercedes In the stu every day, can't be lazy [Chorus] Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell ‘bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell ‘bout to lose it They be watching me clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing [Verse 1] I be shitting, I make it look easy I was innocent, they ain't believe me Ain't no lie, I be seeing illusions I can't figure who real, it’s confusing I can't wait to get used to this lifestyle I remember it could've been lights out Bitches see me and scream Lil Tjay Had to fuck up the spot for my b-day Hit the telly and catch me a BJ Fuck this love, I don't want me a skeezay Give her dick, now she feel like she need me I’m too high, always smoking on GG Bankroll had to stack my chips SB almost jacked my shit I know these niggas gon’ hate me I’ve been working hard, driving me crazy [Pre-Chorus] Big bag don’t mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like JAY-Z Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy I got money and niggas move shady With my brother I put that on, baby My first car I might cop a Mercedes At the stu every day, can't be lazy [Chorus] Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell ‘bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell ‘bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing [Verse 2] Dream big, I'ma get to the top Niggas waiting, the tape 'bout to drop Told my momma that I’m destined to pop Y’all ain't think I would get what I got But I stay true to myself No losing myself Improving myself I’m on the road to the riches Been asking the lord for forgiveness I got two or three opps on the hit list Y’all be talking but they never did shit You be better off minding your business Hard-headed, I just don't like to listen Mezclando, I stay in the kitchen Money coming and my palms is itching Y’all niggas ain't no competition [Pre-Chorus] Big bag don’t mean everything wavy I got 99 problems like JAY-Z Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy I got money and niggas move shady With my brother I put that on, baby My first car I might cop a Mercedes At the stu every day, can't be lazy [Chorus] Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell ‘bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing Bodies drop all the time, I don't feel nothing Swear to god, y’all gon’ make me go kill something Told my shooters no mercy or chill button I done been through so much I don't feel nothing I was down off the drugs, had me ‘xuded I was locked in my cell 'bout to lose it They be watching me, clocking my movements They be plotting on catching me snoozing
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