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[intro: lil bean]
(mm, elii)
yeah, huh

[chorus: lil bean]
middle of the war, i was taught to lace up
all my n_ggas in the field, they don’t got no pay stubs
bro a real fiend, tryna pour an eighth up
i be up all night, won’t be in ’til eight_somethin’
i be in the field, tryna get my cake up
ayy, if she don’t want it in then i guess she ain’t for me
if i go broke, then i gotta shake some’
ayy, i gotta live it up, we all got our day comin’
[verse 1: lil bean]
lost too many friends, bro, the streets just can’t love me
if i tell ’em, “bounce out,” i bet bro, he race somethin’
n_gga buyin’ views, brodiе, them is fake numbers
i know n_ggas in thе hood blow you down for eight hundred
you get in that room, i was taught, don’t say nothin’
b_tch, i got it on my hip, i don’t do no fake clutchin’
yeah, i bet she turn her head when she see that wraith comin’
i been rockin’ custom jewelry for the last eight summers
brother, where the hoes? i need two of them
brothers popped a bean, man, it’s 2 a.m.
ayy, i’m thinkin’ ’bout [?][0:55], i’m comin’ new again
yeah, tryna run them bands, i’ma lose some friends
yeah, tryna make it out, man, it been a long road
brother got that strap and it got a long nose
tryna make this money, n_ggas rather crack jokes
b_tch, i’m from the streets, i know about that back door

[chorus: lil bean]
middle of the war, i was taught to lace up
all my n_ggas in the field, they don’t got no pay stubs
bro a real fiend, tryna pour an eighth up
i be up all night, won’t be in ’til eight_somethin’
i be in the field, tryna get my cake up
ayy, if she don’t want it in then i guess she ain’t for me
if i go broke, then i gotta shake some’
ayy, i gotta live it up, we all got our day comin’
[verse 2: zaybang]
ayy, put it in her mouth, nutted on her lace_front
if she ain’t into suckin’ d_ck then lil’ baby can’t come
another sucker dead, tell ’em pick his face up
n_ggas trippin’ over b_tches, you ain’t even laced up
them n_ggas dead broke, n_gga, get your pape’ up
i ain’t seen a b_tch yet that i think i can’t f_ck
just let him run his mouth, they be quick to say somethin’
n_ggas probably lose a brother, we’ll really take somethin’
it’s the middle of that war, it be time to mask up
everybody get a shot, that ain’t sh_t we pass up
if you ain’t with the sh_t, n_gga, cut your top up
that’s how sh_t get popped up
sh_lls jumpin’ out the crowd like a f_ckin’ moshpit
i ain’t steppin’ through my front door without no profit
and i don’t need no n_gga with me, b_tch, i got stick
all that dissin’ in them songs got you catchin’ hot sh_t

- zaybang

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