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Can't Show Love, Pt. 2
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38 Spesh
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(LT Beatz) Huh Ayo To the bitches that got me rentals, man, y'all played y'all part Don't take much to make an impact, y'all made y'all mark House smelled like yay from the hallway to the porch In broad day, I came a long way with a fork This is me, a nigga that caught cases and fought Mind bright, could light up a dark place with a thought I brought weight, travelling cross-state in New York In front of the Barclays with New York plates on the porch A brick of fentanyl had my dog facin' a charge Said, it ain't a menthol when your heart racin' in court I never played the sideline or asked niggas for help Or opportunity, or let mine prŠµsented itself Y'all doin' bad, not prioritizing businŠµss and health Take care of self and you shall receive unlimited wealth Trust, you cannot be on top when you lookin' all sloppy f*ck what you got, you better watch what you put in your body Remember when a nigga couldn't step foot in the lobby We was homeless children Now we on the building I hit the road and brought home a million Understand, I got fans in Japan at the Golden Pavilion My money stack from the floor to the ceiling Yeah, I rap, but I'm a boss that interact with the soldiers and villains I wear a plain Daytona when chillin' When the value increaases after you wear it, it's a whole different feeling Could care less 'bout a ho in her feelings If I get sick, I'm holistic, need no penicillin They want me smoked for reasons unknown Keep my pistol with me like the keys to my home I was fourteen, doing things on my own Bought my first foreign servin' fiends on my phone You can't plant a seed and then leave when it grows You gotta nurture the land to further expand Can't build somethin' from the ground without dirt in your hand From being flashy in the town, niggas murdered my man Got pulled over, hopped out with my burner and ran My brother stayed in the car with his burner in hand We both caught gun charges that would further expand To doing time, but my mind just learned from the can To be a man, no choice but to stand on your own Some shit you gotta understand before you stand on the curb My bitch told me I was broke and them was damagin' words That's how I went from a corner boy to handlin' birds Huh, I feel pain and embrace it Sometime motivation come from the strangest places When Clip got killed in my whip, I ain't say shit Three hours wasted inside of interrogation, let's go, huh Three hours wasted inside of interrogation, let's go, huh Yeah Yeah Trust Know what I'm sayin'? That's good money right there, I like that Yeah Play that back
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