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Lets get it man TMA

These n***as acting like they know me
b*t*h my fam don't tell
Who's these n***as I don't know them
Cause my fam don't tell
Get this money and get lonely
Cause my fam don't tell
pu**y n***a talking to me
I don't know you that well
My fam don't tell (x7)
I don't know you that well

Kd
My fam don't tell so what the f**k was you thinking
If you ain't talking about money then why the f**k are you speaking
I got a group of certified hitters
I swear to god they will kill you
And all my n***as stay strapped
Don't leave the house without a pistol
It's loyalty over royalty
Well sh*t that's how it's supposе to be
You say that you a real n***a and acting like you cool with mе
You chose royalty over family
Tried to trade my ass for a Grammy
You said you kept it trill but boy my fam don't tell
For real

Mix match and designers we gone grind til we rich
Keep that toolie on his hip in case them punk n***as trip
And no my fam won't tell
They ain't scared of that cell
Uncle doing 15 plus
He trapped inside of that hell
Hit the block on 24s man you just took a L
n***as flexing up in traffic until they hit with a shell
And that engine v12
And my b*t*h is a 12
I need Gucci size 10
I got porches and Benz

I'm real n***a I spit real sh*t
f**k snitches they get killed quick
My fam don't spill sh*t
We let our money talk cause we hella rich
Gold chains like Trinadad James
We stunting hard and flexing on you lames
That foriegn sh*t I got a wide frame
I'm hogging both lanes when I'm switching lanes
Yall sidelines but we in the game
Name and number that's still the same
Wouldn't change the sh*t just for the fame
Alot of groupies call but it ain't a thang
Did it on my own so I can't complain
We keep guns so we all bang
I'm the king b*t*h like LeBron James
And I'm blowing up like some propane

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