A nigga like me, don't really have much to argue about
I'm a let you figure it out, when I pull this .40 out
I done seen a lot of things, but I ain't never seen a drought
Even when it was a drought, I was still sellin' out
Nigga purp'n for gram, but he be doing it for the clout
When it's time, to buy some shit, he can't even pull it out
When niggas hate on me, I just go and take another route
I be in their bitches mouth, f*ckin' all round their house
This is real shit, and this ain't really nothin' to cap about
I done ran my money up, can't you tell?, I dropped a house
Was raised up in the East, but I'm a nigga from the South
Blytheville Arkansas, where niggas don't make it out
I ain't post the nigga tape, and now he mad, and got a issue
But don't go and makin' diss songs, cause I'll never diss you
Mr. Steal Your Clientele, my prices superficial
Niggas only come around, when they find you beneficial
Lets keep that petty shit, that y'all be doing to a minimum
Cause I can't even lie, that shit be f*ckin' with my mental
This beat remind of that bitch, who say she need a pencil
Nigga only copped a eighth, and think I'm blessing, nigga f*ck you
We can shoot the ones, but if you do too much, I'm bussin' you
Cause I'm a make it home, to my son, that's a promise to you
Work my wrist, with every single thing that I do
I'm official with the shit, I can pull a trick on you
Niggas love to talk about some shit that they don't do
How they will walk a nigga down, and they don't even got a roof
Silly nigga tried to match me za, but it was boof
That's the type of shit, that get yo' ass kicked up out this room
I ain't never in the mix, but I be always in the loop
As long as I keep this money flowin', it ain't shit that I can't do
I just dropped a truck, and now it's time to drop a coupe
2023 Vette, when I peel, it say vroom
Ah, ahhhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, that real
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, ah
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, Yeah
Dreal - Figure It Out Lyrics
Dreal - Figure It Out Lyrics
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A nigga like me, don't really have much to argue about
I'm a let you figure it out, when I pull this .40 out
I done seen a lot of things, but I ain't never seen a drought
Even when it was a drought, I was still sellin' out
Nigga purp'n for gram, but he be doing it for the clout
When it's time, to buy some shit, he can't even pull it out
When niggas hate on me, I just go and take another route
I be in their bitches mouth, f*ckin' all round their house
This is real shit, and this ain't really nothin' to cap about
I done ran my money up, can't you tell?, I dropped a house
Was raised up in the East, but I'm a nigga from the South
Blytheville Arkansas, where niggas don't make it out
I ain't post the nigga tape, and now he mad, and got a issue
But don't go and makin' diss songs, cause I'll never diss you
Mr. Steal Your Clientele, my prices superficial
Niggas only come around, when they find you beneficial
Lets keep that petty shit, that y'all be doing to a minimum
Cause I can't even lie, that shit be f*ckin' with my mental
This beat remind of that bitch, who say she need a pencil
Nigga only copped a eighth, and think I'm blessing, nigga f*ck you
We can shoot the ones, but if you do too much, I'm bussin' you
Cause I'm a make it home, to my son, that's a promise to you
Work my wrist, with every single thing that I do
I'm official with the shit, I can pull a trick on you
Niggas love to talk about some shit that they don't do
How they will walk a nigga down, and they don't even got a roof
Silly nigga tried to match me za, but it was boof
That's the type of shit, that get yo' ass kicked up out this room
I ain't never in the mix, but I be always in the loop
As long as I keep this money flowin', it ain't shit that I can't do
I just dropped a truck, and now it's time to drop a coupe
2023 Vette, when I peel, it say vroom
Ah, ahhhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, that real
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, ah
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, Yeah
I'm a let you figure it out, when I pull this .40 out
I done seen a lot of things, but I ain't never seen a drought
Even when it was a drought, I was still sellin' out
Nigga purp'n for gram, but he be doing it for the clout
When it's time, to buy some shit, he can't even pull it out
When niggas hate on me, I just go and take another route
I be in their bitches mouth, f*ckin' all round their house
This is real shit, and this ain't really nothin' to cap about
I done ran my money up, can't you tell?, I dropped a house
Was raised up in the East, but I'm a nigga from the South
Blytheville Arkansas, where niggas don't make it out
I ain't post the nigga tape, and now he mad, and got a issue
But don't go and makin' diss songs, cause I'll never diss you
Mr. Steal Your Clientele, my prices superficial
Niggas only come around, when they find you beneficial
Lets keep that petty shit, that y'all be doing to a minimum
Cause I can't even lie, that shit be f*ckin' with my mental
This beat remind of that bitch, who say she need a pencil
Nigga only copped a eighth, and think I'm blessing, nigga f*ck you
We can shoot the ones, but if you do too much, I'm bussin' you
Cause I'm a make it home, to my son, that's a promise to you
Work my wrist, with every single thing that I do
I'm official with the shit, I can pull a trick on you
Niggas love to talk about some shit that they don't do
How they will walk a nigga down, and they don't even got a roof
Silly nigga tried to match me za, but it was boof
That's the type of shit, that get yo' ass kicked up out this room
I ain't never in the mix, but I be always in the loop
As long as I keep this money flowin', it ain't shit that I can't do
I just dropped a truck, and now it's time to drop a coupe
2023 Vette, when I peel, it say vroom
Ah, ahhhh, ah, ah, ah, ah, that real
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, ah
It ain't shit to argue about, I'm a pull this .40 out
I'm a let you figure it out, Yeah
Writer: DaJour Razor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid