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- BRI-C Exposed 歌词
- BRI-C
- We been
Staying a hunnit I keep it stack Back in the day when they said it was wack Most of my city ain’t loving me back And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag Hitting my phone but I think of the past Sending me snaps I ain’t sending 'em back N*ggas been tripping they checking the facts Never been tweaking I’m staying relaxed Guess that’s just the way it goes I just need to be alone Now we up they wanna go But they finna get exposed They all jealous and it shows But still pull up to the shows They all talking like they know But be steady on the low There ain’t no wasting no time for me I got some hitters who ride for me I know some people who’d die for me I got a shorty she down for me Been reading n*ggas they lie to me They faking and capping on side of me Keeping it distant no sign of me I need a Porsche The finer things All 'bout the talking ain’t seeing no action The most they be doing is writing a caption I lay in my bed and I’m scrolling right past em They treated me different so I had to gash em N*ggas be phony they keeping me laughing They clowns in this b1tch like a circus or pageant She throwing it back so u mad I’m attacking But she chose a n*gga who really be stacking Always been about my bands They were laughing at my plans Now I run up my advance I can’t fit it in my hands Fell in love with all my fans Keep me stronger when I can’t Always knew I’d get the chance Shooting star I’m finna land Staying a hunnit I keep it stack Back in the day when they said it was wack Most of my city ain’t loving me back And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag Hitting my phone but I think of the past Sending me snaps I ain’t sending em back N*ggas been tripping they checking the facts Never been tweaking i’m staying relaxed Guess that’s just the way it goes I just need to be alone Now we up they wanna go But they finna get exposed They all jealous and it shows But still pull up to the shows They all talking like they know But be steady on the low So I ball hard never days off Finna drop fire like it’s napalm Imma do me fxck what they want Running up the numbers been a cakewalk I’ve seen better days I can’t get a break But I can’t be stressing on shit that be simple it’s never the way These n*ggas be petty I hadda’ out do em I’m playing it safe so it’s fxck what you think I been too focused on getting my figures I’m laughing my way all the way to the bank They always be fake Trynna throw dirt on my name when you dapping me up every day So b1tch know your rank You way outta place They staying below me we never the same Nobody gon' fxck with you boring ass n*ggas You steady be lame and we don’t know your name I ain’t tripping on you n*ggas But we never cool again Always been about my business But you went and forced my hand Shoulda went and played it different But you fxcking up the plan You was never in my image Can’t approach me like a man Staying a hunnit I keep it stack Back in the day when they said it was wack Most of my city ain’t loving me back And it’s cool I ain’t worried I’m right to the bag Hitting my phone but I think of the past Sending me snaps I ain’t sending 'em back N*ggas been tripping they checking the facts Never been tweaking i’m staying relaxed Guess that’s just the way it goes I just need to be alone Now we up they wanna go But they finna get exposed They all jealous and it shows But still pull up to the shows They all talking like they know But be steady on the low ~
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