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Lifestyle - Keep Quiet lyrics

rate me

Let the motherfucker know, pay me and suck it slow

Man I got a fucking problem, all I want is fuckin dough

A nigga holler at that, run in and let the tek clap

Treat about it that death trap, home city, I rep that

So a half of these niggas will never take a step back

Fuck a mind and set back,

Diamonds on my neck fat, diamonds on my neck fat

I know you niggas see that

All upon yout iPhone, tryina see where we at

Biatch, and we strapped, like b black niggas

Riding with the seat back nigga

Like you see that nigga, better keep cool nigga

Bet they hit you nigga, like it’s pre school nigga

That’s what we teach you nigga

[Hook]

Where we from, bullet holes in the street signs

All the way from the west to the east side

When real niggas talking homie you should be quiet

Real niggas talkin baby you should be quiet

I roll up, that endo, then crawl through your window

The game locked and I got the pin code

Riding round with 2 tats, leave your whole crew wet

Bitch I made moves now, bout to get too wet

Hey yo, got the 4 mac and I got to lay out

Got, but I’m searching, tryina find a way out

I stay far away from niggas, I’m way out

The better the work is, the bigger the pay out

Worrying bout the next man is played out

It’s lucy l inside it’s swayed out

Threw up the score right after I made out

Now you have ... and everyday was laid out

When the big money came in, I made rounds

Those that would ...stay down

40 to mossberg, pumping the trade town

And I’m living in hell, but I’m making a way out!

[Hook]

Where we from, bullet holes in the street signs

All the way from the west to the east side

When real niggas talking homie you should be quiet

Real niggas talkin baby you should be quiet

I roll up, that endo, then crawl through your window

The game locked and I got the pin code

Riding round with 2 tats, leave your whole crew wet

Bitch I made moves now, bout to get too wet

For them vvs nigga believe I stretch niggas

I squeeze these checks that will leave you dead

I need em checks

Commas and them zeros,

cause mama need some diamonds in an ear lobe

Plus my fuckin brother in the bureau

Hustler since a year old, I mean since nigga was getting high

A nigga been pitching... in they eyes, I may rise, I may fall

So I stay high, and I make ball like 8 eye

So i...to the 8 high

Get that reckless dough, that’s a more, extra o’s

Desperate hoes, flexible, all upon me at my shows

Take it low, take it low for a nigga

Niggas better get low when they see us

[Hook]

Where we from, bullet holes in the street signs

All the way from the west to the east side

When real niggas talking homie you should be quiet

Real niggas talkin baby you should be quiet

I roll up, that endo, then crawl through your window

The game locked and I got the pin code

Riding round with 2 tats, leave your whole crew wet

Bitch I made moves now, bout to get too wet.

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