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earned it - 43b label lyrics

[intro]
(young chop on the beat)
ayy, still the same young n*gga
ain’t sh*t changed young n*gga
i’m still comin’ 064, i still rep 064, n*gga
still rep 3hunna, n*gga, i’m still 6hunna, n*gga
rest in peace lil steve, n*gga, rest in peace lil moe, n*gga
rest in peace to all the guys
rest in peace o, n*gga, rest in peace big glo, n*gga
gang, gang, n*gga, front$treet sh*t, 061 sh*t, n*gga
bang, bang, n*gga, gang, gang, gang in this b*tch, n*gga (bang!)

[chorus]
i got all my motherf*cking jewelry on (jewelry on)
you can try to flex like your b*tch ass want it (like your b*tch ass want it, huh?)
you don’t want these bullets flying like some comets (flying like some comеts, bang bang)
you a motherf*cking frog little kermit (you a kеrmit, huh?)
i’m a glo man i don’t need a garment (i don’t need a garment)
and i’m hotter than a f*cking furnace (hotter than a furnace)
take a tooka blunt then i burned it (then i burned it)
and i spend this money ’cause i earned it (’cause i earned it)

[verse 1]
that b*tch called me on the phone she ain’t want sh*t (she don’t want sh*t)
told that b*tch don’t call my phone with all that nonsense (please don’t call my phone with all that nonsense, yah)
i be getting to that guap, b*tch, i be guaping (listen to that guap, baby)
smoking on this blunt, this sh*t stunky (this sh*t stank, baby)
i mean skunky (gang, baby), i’m rolling with the funky (gang, baby)
cops pull me over, they don’t want sh*t (it ain’t nothin’, baby)
they just want to say they locked me up (sosa, sosa, sosa)
’cause they know i got a lot of bucks (chief sosa)
but i’m bonding right out i ain’t broke (i ain’t broke, b*tch)
n*ggas ain’t getting no money it ain’t a joke (it ain’t a joke, b*tch)
you better get some money for your momma or your ho (b*tch)
boy yo ass better not be broke (b*tch)
i spent four bands on a coat (on a moncler)
i spent a f*cking band on some loafs (on some god?)
i spent that hunnid on my air force 1s, ayy (on my 1s, yeah)
then stomp a n*gga in these air force 1s, ayy (in these air force 1s, yeah)
i don’t need a jet, i want air force one, ayy (air force one, yeah)
i am f*cking president in the sun, ayy (like obama, yeah)
sold a b*tch for five thousand and left her one, ayy (i left for one, yeah)
and threw that f*cking sh*t in the strip club, ayy (in the strip club, yeah)
n*ggas flexing this ain’t what they want, ayy (ain’t what they want)
i up this pump and fill a n*gga up, ayy (fill they b*tch ass up)
riding down my block, no, this ain’t what they want, ayy (sku*sku, want they want)
we up these pistols hit a n*gga up (hit a n*gga up, bang bang)
[chorus]
i got all my motherf*cking jewelry on (jewelry on)
you can try to flex like your b*tch ass want it (like you want it)
you don’t want these bullets flying like some comets (flying like some comets)
you a motherf*cking frog little kermit (still little kermit)
i’m a glo man i don’t need a garment (i don’t need a garment)
and i’m hotter than a f*cking furnace (than a motherf*cking chimney)
take a tooka blunt then i burned it (burn it like a chimney, motherf*cking chimney)
and i spend this money ’cause i earned it (’cause i earned it and you feel it, ayy)

[verse 2]
smoking dope like a chimney (like a chimney)
tec on my hip that means that it’s feeling me (it’s feeling chief)
these n*ggas ain’t no kin to me no friend to me (h*ll nah)
these n*gga f*cking enemies! (bang bang!)
ayy, the beat go off? (ayy)
ayy, i up it then my heat go off (bang)
i heard he do that sneaky talk (huh? ayy, huh?)
i heard he was a sneaky dawg (you are?)
i up this f*cking 4*0 then i speak it dawg (cl!ck*clack, dududuh)
me i take naps and you a sleepy dawg (huh?)
catch yo ass in the back, shoot up your fe*fe dawg (dududuh)
.223 is at your neck, breathing dawg? (bang*bang)
n*gga don’t even sneeze i get to squeezin’ dawg (bang*bang)
my little b*tch a vet she said she need a dawg (gang gang)
she know i get them checks and i don’t speak at all (hun?)
some b*tches bully me and justin bieber y’all (gang)
i’m in the kitchen cooking justin bieber y’all (skrr, skrr)
i ain’t got on no d*mn shades i’m still not seeing y’all (nah, nah)
lil’ b*tch, i’m glo, i don’t want to be with y’all (nah)
white air force 1s ’cause that’s how i’m feeling y’all (yah)
i’m from chiraq where they be k!lling y’all (bah)
all these f*ck n*ggas in they feelings, hoes (huh, huh?)
i’m laughin’ to the bank like ha*ha*ha*ha (ha*ha*ha*ha*ha!)
and i got my glock, up this b*tch cl!ck clack pow, pow, pow, pow
(pow, pow, pow, pow, n*gga)
[chorus]
i got all my motherf*cking jewelry on (all my jewelry on)
you can try to flex like your b*tch ass want it (b*tch ass want it, huh?)
you don’t want these bullets flying like some comets (flying like some comets)
you a motherf*cking frog little kermit (that’s lil’ kermit, huh?)
i’m a glo man i don’t need a garment (i don’t need garment, huh?)
and i’m hotter than a f*cking furnace (than a f*cking chimney)
take a tooka blunt then i burned it (then i burned it, huh?)
and i spend this money ’cause i earned it (’cause i earned it, huh?)

[outro]
ayy, gang gang, n*gga
gang gang, n*gga
ayy, gang in this b*tch, gang in this b*tch, gang in this b*tch, gang in this b*tch
gang gang

- 43b label lyrics

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