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built like dat - afn peso lyrics

[intro]
yeah, uh

[chorus]
won’t tuck no chains, i ain’t built like that
go against the grain, get k!lled like that
nah, i ain’t never seen no sh*t like that
nah, wockhardt don’t smell like that
all on the phones tryna see where i’m at
where the money at?
wouldn’t catch young pace dead in that sh*t
you love bomby jack

[verse 1]
and i’m only gettin’ flier, i retire then put pellas at
i only speak the facts, sometimes i feel like i invented that
i’m tryna milk the game, my n*ggas fakin’, similac
i run with dreadheads like them jamaicans in midget mac
my homie cut his dreads off, he took a n*gga head off
i won’t speak on that, though, i won’t leak no info
double the scripts in for the police, all they see is rollies
all they see is hunduns, all they see is top guns
went from flippin’ onions, flipped it to a whole thing
went from buying gold chains and carats in my earring
i gave the bands to real me, so f*ck if they don’t feel me
i’m still rich without rappin’, i’m the same n*gga without no straps
i like ratchet sh*t, i ain’t hearin’ nothin’, i don’t wanna know
are we sayin’ sh*t like you wishin’ sh*t? it ain’t g code
we a couple up on them opp n*ggas, they a zero
know some medium homies of mine done died, that’s a blessing, though
[chorus]
won’t tuck no chains, i ain’t built like that
go against the grain, gettin’ k!lled like that (k!lled like that)
nah, i ain’t never seen no sh*t like that (sh*t like that)
nah, wockhardt don’t smell like that
all on the phones tryna see where i’m at
where the money at?
wouldn’t catch young pace dead in that sh*t
you love bomby jack

[verse 2]
when you really love like this, you don’t love like that
stop lyin’
you swear to god it’s gon’ work with that bum*ass n*gga, alright, keep tryin’
you already know young pes wanna walk in saks, i’m waitin’ online
swear to god i let another b*tch her feelings, so what? she was fine
if your n*gga can’t whip you, then, bae, you single, so it’s up tryna mingle
i’m a young rich n*gga from the ghetto, h*llo, i can f*ck you in a benz or regal
i can f*ck you in a mansion, i can f*ck you in the trenches
really up to you, though
i can take you out to brunch, had toast on third, we go to cjs, eat [?]
haha

[chorus]
won’t tuck no chains, i ain’t built like that
go against the grain, gettin’ k!lled like that (k!lled like that)
nah, i ain’t never seen no sh*t like that (sh*t like that)
nah, wockhardt don’t smell like that
all on the phones tryna see where i’m at
where the money at?
wouldn’t catch young pace dead in that sh*t
you love bomby jack
[outro]
i ain’t built like that
you built like that

- afn peso lyrics

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