Earnings Lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, what that is, B? (Stupid)

[Chorus]
I knew that they was hating, they did not believe
Them tables turned and now they looking, got 'em watching me
I had to take my feelings out, I wore 'em on my sleeve
Determination, motivation, I turned to a fiend
Get in this booth, I let it speak, I let my whole soul bleed
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets

[Verse 1]
I took a trip to MIA to go see what it's 'bout
No more weak games, I'm playing with some shit I won't pronounce
Knew it was deep, but it wasn't these rap niggas be talkin' 'bout
Tryna re-up ten times in a day and buy my mom a house
Now that's a profit, where your pockets? p*ssy boy, just stop it
On E-way slidin' with suppliers, watchin' out for clockers
Bloody hands couting money, bitch, it came from violence
You ever had to send some flowers and you knew what happened
You ever had to catch one side, the side pull off in traffic
Well, dissing on J-Day and I'm gon' make it happen
On Allah, I mean every word, and this just ain't no rappin'
Sit back and watch the news clip like I don't know what happened

[Chorus]
I knew that they was hating, they did not believe
Them tables turned and now they looking, got 'em watching me
I had to take my feelings out, I wore 'em on my sleeve
Determination, motivation, I turned to a fiend Get in this booth, I let it speak, I let my whole soul bleed
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets

[Verse 2]
I mean every word
Every word I'm sayin', I mean every word
Truth teller, won't lie, I mean every word
This bitch so hard, I don't even think I need a second verse
This bitch so hard, I don't even think I need a second verse
I'm not from here, I swear I know I'm not from planet Earth
I got the vibe, I got the sauce, and I got all I need
The only reason why I ride with Glock and thirty
The only reason why I ride with Glock with thirty
'Cause I done did some shit, know niggas tryna hurt me
Know I need to stop sippin' on this lean, yeah, it hurt me
Saving up every dollar, every penny, that's my earnings, trust me

[Chorus]
I knew that they was hating, they did not believe
Them tables turned and now they looking, got 'em watching me
I had to take my feelings out, I wore 'em on my sleeve
Determination, motivation, I turned to a fiend
Get in this booth, I let it speak, I let my whole soul bleed
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets
Watch out for crosses, ducking losses, I'm still in these streets

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