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yo gotti - crypto lyrics
crypto lyrics
[intro]
i guess this sh_t like a freestyle
lay it back tho’
[verse]
to be the have or the have not
i seen n_ggas sellin’ dope through cashapp
i’m seeing gangster n_ggas talking cryptocurrency
i had faith in my dawg, but what that earned me?
disloyalty i hate it with a passion
that was my n_gga, but he crossed me out in fashion
you can never repay me for the trust you destroyed
only god knows the sh_t i tried to avoid
and the sh_t that i supported, i did it proudly, loudly
hunnid rounds chopper, that’s the wild me
hoppin’ out the bounded vehicle, the key glock twentieth trip
now we having meetings bout metaverses and nft’s
twenty million in taxes, who would ever believe?, the sh_t i done achieved, sometimes i don’t believe
i use to get a thousand pound, now they legalize weed, but i got n_ggas in the feds that still ain’t free
i’d sell a brick and put blues in my pocket (pocket)
now they talking digital money and wallets
now hard drive (hard drive?), yea hard drive (hard drive)
i remember my first million was hard to have, got a message to the real n_ggas (what’s that?)
you cannot defeat the internet no matter what so chill n_gga
don’t get distracted by the money, you too relaxed, you livin’ life but i remember you was hungry
n_gga gotta keep that hunger, n_gga buying b_tch a birkin
n_ggas ain’t taking care of they momma, i don’t respect it (can’t respect it)
i see some flaw sh_t, i’ll check it, you n_ggas pathetic (pathetic)
n_ggas ain’t taking care of they kids but they flexin’
spent a hunnid on a cuban in the projects, let the money make the money n_gga, that’s the process
n_ggas takin’ pills man made, that sh_t processed
but scared to take a vaccination shot, this sh_t make no sense
n_ggas want a bad b_tch so bad, they accept the b_tch past, even if the hoe toxic (yah)
i’m tryna do the opposite (opposite), take a good girl bring her into my world
put her on some mob sh_t, show her how to turn a sixty to a hunnid mill
show her how to turn a hood life to beverly hills, vacation out the porsche she go and buy a crib
her brother nem some fake gangsters, that’s how it really is (really is), yeah that’s how it really is
her brother nem some fake gangsters, that’s how it really is
[outro]
no internet thuggin’ over here (at all), we don’t do nothin’ online (shhh)
everything cold, quit mixing real life with the internet
you know what i mean, i don’t know the f_ck what generation you was born in
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