I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am hear em talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
It's a lonely road and sometimes it get dark, yeah
Dagger in my heart, had to put this shit in park, yeah
Tryna move forward, had to cop the push and start, yeah
Tryna ride the wave but this is not Noah's ark
Pull up with the blues and I bleed em
I remember when them niggas switched for no reason
Betrayal of your own was the charges for treason
Addicted to my vibe, she go dry, I'm the treatment
I can't do no leechin
Steak & Lobster
Baby what I'm eatin
All these VVS's, I'm anemic
Find like Sza
Only pop out for the weekend
Baby got that holy grail but I knew you a demon
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money F*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I hear em Talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
Watch me get it off the floor
Watch me bring it to your door
Where she at, everybody wanna know
Tell my dawg, keep his pole
Too many distractions
Better watch the ones close
Put the knife in your back and
Every time we run it up
You know we start overlappin
I love them dead presidents, Bumpin' Jay-Z in traffic
We be slidin' AMG, this is not a 4 matic
I let you borrow my style but it's too hard to manage
Every time we crack a toast, free my brothers on the 4 level
Drip so cold, baby mama said I'm so pressure
Light it up, pour it up, yeah whatever
But all I need is two, nothing extra
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am talkin', walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
Azjah - Necessities Lyrics
Azjah - Necessities Lyrics
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I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am hear em talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
It's a lonely road and sometimes it get dark, yeah
Dagger in my heart, had to put this shit in park, yeah
Tryna move forward, had to cop the push and start, yeah
Tryna ride the wave but this is not Noah's ark
Pull up with the blues and I bleed em
I remember when them niggas switched for no reason
Betrayal of your own was the charges for treason
Addicted to my vibe, she go dry, I'm the treatment
I can't do no leechin
Steak & Lobster
Baby what I'm eatin
All these VVS's, I'm anemic
Find like Sza
Only pop out for the weekend
Baby got that holy grail but I knew you a demon
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money F*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I hear em Talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
Watch me get it off the floor
Watch me bring it to your door
Where she at, everybody wanna know
Tell my dawg, keep his pole
Too many distractions
Better watch the ones close
Put the knife in your back and
Every time we run it up
You know we start overlappin
I love them dead presidents, Bumpin' Jay-Z in traffic
We be slidin' AMG, this is not a 4 matic
I let you borrow my style but it's too hard to manage
Every time we crack a toast, free my brothers on the 4 level
Drip so cold, baby mama said I'm so pressure
Light it up, pour it up, yeah whatever
But all I need is two, nothing extra
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am talkin', walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am hear em talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
It's a lonely road and sometimes it get dark, yeah
Dagger in my heart, had to put this shit in park, yeah
Tryna move forward, had to cop the push and start, yeah
Tryna ride the wave but this is not Noah's ark
Pull up with the blues and I bleed em
I remember when them niggas switched for no reason
Betrayal of your own was the charges for treason
Addicted to my vibe, she go dry, I'm the treatment
I can't do no leechin
Steak & Lobster
Baby what I'm eatin
All these VVS's, I'm anemic
Find like Sza
Only pop out for the weekend
Baby got that holy grail but I knew you a demon
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money F*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I hear em Talking
Walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
Watch me get it off the floor
Watch me bring it to your door
Where she at, everybody wanna know
Tell my dawg, keep his pole
Too many distractions
Better watch the ones close
Put the knife in your back and
Every time we run it up
You know we start overlappin
I love them dead presidents, Bumpin' Jay-Z in traffic
We be slidin' AMG, this is not a 4 matic
I let you borrow my style but it's too hard to manage
Every time we crack a toast, free my brothers on the 4 level
Drip so cold, baby mama said I'm so pressure
Light it up, pour it up, yeah whatever
But all I need is two, nothing extra
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need money f*ck the love
Ain't no TLC for none of these scrubs
And it was hard but we made it through
F*ck being humble when I paid my dues
I am talkin', walk a day in my shoes
Bottles poppin' in the champagne room
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
I just need two shots in my cup
I just need honey in my blunt
Writer: Aja Kellum
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