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Don’t Worry (RIP Kobe)
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Meek Mill
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Yeah I got n***as eatin' on me and they never told me I got n***as in they feelings 'bout this money and they really owe me This b*t*h I'm f**kin' always tell me that she love me but she ain't ever showed me Yeah, and if I ever lack, I'm goin' out with my chopper, it be another Kobe sh*t, I could tell that they ain't never know me 'Cause if they knew me they would've never showed me It was 'bout some money Too much givin' and not receivin', that's when it got real funny And if he fell out 'bout some paper, then that's not your homie And you can't feel it like I feel it 'cause it's not your money Pfft, why we even talking 'bout my money? If you my dawg then you my dawg, sh*t it ain't 'bout no money Speakin' on that man pockets, sound like gossip to me sh*t'll turn you to a hater, you ain't got no money New York City through the night, it feel like Gotham to me Got the Maybach with the curtains, she gon' top it for me, top it for me At the condo she gon' pop it for me Look me in my eyes and say she love me, I know she lyin' to me But it's gon' make me f**k her harder, f**k her harder I've been ballin' like I'm James Harden, been goin' farther I just walked in, all these chains on us, it's pure water Anything I put my name on, I stood on it, no bap
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