Know she see me swerving on that interstate
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
Lil bitch want me now I don't need her round
She just put me down
Supremes on my feet you ain't f*cking with me
I be high as can be clutching Ar-15s
He get put on a shelf if that boy in my reach
Left a nigga on cold with no where fore to be
I be spending a lot fore my mfkn weed
Exotic pack on me
Can barely f*cking breathe
I been tryna hold on to this shit
But my life really ain't what it seems
I been tryna stay way from the crowd
I don't know who be riding for me
With this drum we staying knocking em down
Killers on scene and they leaving em red
Ask why I cut em off they f*cked me over
She losing feelings to me it feel dead
Catch em long range we won't swerve in a rover
How she my bitch and I ain't even told her
How can I love her I can't even hold her
How can I trust I don't even know her
Got niggas mad and ain't never approach her
Got Ina bangout and thought it was over
Can't even hang with broke niggas I'm loaded
Pass her the weed cause she lame when she sober
Gotta keep in mind I been on a grind no time to waste
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
I been on a rise
Know they see me now
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
And im cutting ties after all i know these bitches fake
I ain't never lied money make these bitches come this way
But I don't want em now
Hell naw I don't want em
Pussy ass niggas get gunned down
Ian really got no remorse for these opp ass nigga them boys get ran down
Letting him know that I'm stuffing my dick in the throat of the bitch u laying round
Like what they saying now
Im tryna pop out and leave bitch musty
You know we coming up str8 up the gutter
Niggas die off the fentanyl it's ugly
Hoping I won't have to bury my brothers
Nigga used to go to school with the truckfit on
Now a nigga got all types of money
Now a nigga got all types of money
And You know he ain't goin for nothing
Know she see me swerving on that interstate
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
That lil bitch a clown I don't need her round
She want salt me down
Moneymanamir - Keep in Mind Lyrics
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Know she see me swerving on that interstate
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
Lil bitch want me now I don't need her round
She just put me down
Supremes on my feet you ain't f*cking with me
I be high as can be clutching Ar-15s
He get put on a shelf if that boy in my reach
Left a nigga on cold with no where fore to be
I be spending a lot fore my mfkn weed
Exotic pack on me
Can barely f*cking breathe
I been tryna hold on to this shit
But my life really ain't what it seems
I been tryna stay way from the crowd
I don't know who be riding for me
With this drum we staying knocking em down
Killers on scene and they leaving em red
Ask why I cut em off they f*cked me over
She losing feelings to me it feel dead
Catch em long range we won't swerve in a rover
How she my bitch and I ain't even told her
How can I love her I can't even hold her
How can I trust I don't even know her
Got niggas mad and ain't never approach her
Got Ina bangout and thought it was over
Can't even hang with broke niggas I'm loaded
Pass her the weed cause she lame when she sober
Gotta keep in mind I been on a grind no time to waste
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
I been on a rise
Know they see me now
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
And im cutting ties after all i know these bitches fake
I ain't never lied money make these bitches come this way
But I don't want em now
Hell naw I don't want em
Pussy ass niggas get gunned down
Ian really got no remorse for these opp ass nigga them boys get ran down
Letting him know that I'm stuffing my dick in the throat of the bitch u laying round
Like what they saying now
Im tryna pop out and leave bitch musty
You know we coming up str8 up the gutter
Niggas die off the fentanyl it's ugly
Hoping I won't have to bury my brothers
Nigga used to go to school with the truckfit on
Now a nigga got all types of money
Now a nigga got all types of money
And You know he ain't goin for nothing
Know she see me swerving on that interstate
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
That lil bitch a clown I don't need her round
She want salt me down
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
Lil bitch want me now I don't need her round
She just put me down
Supremes on my feet you ain't f*cking with me
I be high as can be clutching Ar-15s
He get put on a shelf if that boy in my reach
Left a nigga on cold with no where fore to be
I be spending a lot fore my mfkn weed
Exotic pack on me
Can barely f*cking breathe
I been tryna hold on to this shit
But my life really ain't what it seems
I been tryna stay way from the crowd
I don't know who be riding for me
With this drum we staying knocking em down
Killers on scene and they leaving em red
Ask why I cut em off they f*cked me over
She losing feelings to me it feel dead
Catch em long range we won't swerve in a rover
How she my bitch and I ain't even told her
How can I love her I can't even hold her
How can I trust I don't even know her
Got niggas mad and ain't never approach her
Got Ina bangout and thought it was over
Can't even hang with broke niggas I'm loaded
Pass her the weed cause she lame when she sober
Gotta keep in mind I been on a grind no time to waste
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
I been on a rise
Know they see me now
She gone salt me down she want be around lil bitch im straight
And im cutting ties after all i know these bitches fake
I ain't never lied money make these bitches come this way
But I don't want em now
Hell naw I don't want em
Pussy ass niggas get gunned down
Ian really got no remorse for these opp ass nigga them boys get ran down
Letting him know that I'm stuffing my dick in the throat of the bitch u laying round
Like what they saying now
Im tryna pop out and leave bitch musty
You know we coming up str8 up the gutter
Niggas die off the fentanyl it's ugly
Hoping I won't have to bury my brothers
Nigga used to go to school with the truckfit on
Now a nigga got all types of money
Now a nigga got all types of money
And You know he ain't goin for nothing
Know she see me swerving on that interstate
I got money now used to wear the same shit every day
Knock a hunnid down fore you f*ck with mine bitch get erased
That lil bitch a clown I don't need her round
She want salt me down
Writer: Union Wilson
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