Correction Lyrics Off The Meds by AFN Peso

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Pops ain't around and ain't dead or in jail
Ain't dead or in jail
Damn Peso, you ain't sign no deal, and you on they heels?
Hunnids on hunnids, I done spent on seals, I done spent on heels
And when you wanna grind, it's gon' take up time, I done sacrificed years
Man, they work ethic garbage and I gotta get farther
I don't want that b*t*h, let the gang go minage her
Waka Flocka Flame with the dreads and the choppa
And I don't know a thing but my name and where these commas came from
How you ballin' and you ain't never seen a fifty?
Strip clean, leave a n***a on empty
Had a dream that shе let me on seen
Woke up gеttin' face, I ain't worried 'bout a thing
I can make another hook, Karim
I wanna f**k Nicki now, a dream
Have you ever felt love, codiene
Have you ever made love in her spleen?

Don't do me, I am not one of them
I'm pursuing you, you and your friend
When I jump in that water, I swim
When I can't, I just hold down my head
I be needin' the people I trust
It be money on these people head
In the streets where they kickin' up dust
And they copin’ with pain off the meds
You talkin' 'bout, you talkin' 'bout a deuce used to be one-twenty back then, now you talkin' 'bout a deuce damn near eight hunnid
Boy, it bet' not be no deuce in there
It bet' not be one in there
They changed the game, the pandemic changed the game, man, for real (Ayy)

Rockstar lifestyle, but I'ma make it
Baby, just bite down, just take it
Quick to blow the b*t*h off, Ben Franklin
It's just gas in the backwood, I ain't lace it
I gotta pull you home 'cause I know you got it
I gotta stunt on you, 'cause I know you hate it
You think I wouldn't get it? Wouldn't think I'll make it?
But this is real life, and you gotta face it
I had the 41 and I was twenty-one
Your daddy forty-two and he can't do it
Knew that I was chosen, I stuck to it
Now they really pay me just to make music

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