Yeah
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Let me know if you f*ck with me
My sprinter van full of real niggas
We all keep it 150
I'm 20 now, i made it
Yea so somehow i'm lucky
I'm MVP, yeah the golden child
Niggas dying if they touch me
I dropped a song now
Every bitch i f*ck tryna go public
That money make a hoe act a fool,
I'll turn a bitch to a puppet
Cant play with us we big dogs
They small fries they puppies
Money fein yea i'm on money bad
Like crack is to a clucker nigga
Yea
But they ion feel me yet
I told my momma we getting rich
If they don't kill me yet
A living legend in my family
I'm the biggest
I ain't dead or in jail
A survivor of the trenches nigga
Yeah
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Lil Kell - MVP Lyrics
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Yeah
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Let me know if you f*ck with me
My sprinter van full of real niggas
We all keep it 150
I'm 20 now, i made it
Yea so somehow i'm lucky
I'm MVP, yeah the golden child
Niggas dying if they touch me
I dropped a song now
Every bitch i f*ck tryna go public
That money make a hoe act a fool,
I'll turn a bitch to a puppet
Cant play with us we big dogs
They small fries they puppies
Money fein yea i'm on money bad
Like crack is to a clucker nigga
Yea
But they ion feel me yet
I told my momma we getting rich
If they don't kill me yet
A living legend in my family
I'm the biggest
I ain't dead or in jail
A survivor of the trenches nigga
Yeah
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Let me know if you f*ck with me
My sprinter van full of real niggas
We all keep it 150
I'm 20 now, i made it
Yea so somehow i'm lucky
I'm MVP, yeah the golden child
Niggas dying if they touch me
I dropped a song now
Every bitch i f*ck tryna go public
That money make a hoe act a fool,
I'll turn a bitch to a puppet
Cant play with us we big dogs
They small fries they puppies
Money fein yea i'm on money bad
Like crack is to a clucker nigga
Yea
But they ion feel me yet
I told my momma we getting rich
If they don't kill me yet
A living legend in my family
I'm the biggest
I ain't dead or in jail
A survivor of the trenches nigga
Yeah
Watch friends turn into foes
Them lit niggas go broke
And them hot niggas turned cold
Can't break me, it ain't it laundry day
Why the f*ck would i just fold
I'm here for a long time
Not a good time, never get old nigga
Yeah
Not flexing naw i ain't bragging
Never thought ill rap somehow
This shit turned to a passion
Ain't give this shit my all yet
They still saying i passed em
I made my own sound
I ain't wanna steal no nigga swagger
Writer: Mickael Smith
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