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sza - $amaad lyrics

[intro]
nah forreal

[chorus]
ay
i’m tired, i’m working my ass off
i’m tired, i’m sick so i sip ’til my last cough
pop perc, imma blast off
i pop me a jiggy, get jiggy then go meet with jigga

[verse 1]
i wanted currency, threw up on currency, spitta
i’m gettin’ high like curren$y, spitta
back to the way that i dress, and they know i got currency wit em
cuz went down for a takedown
cuz already thinkin’ bout droppin’ a tape now
i was thinking this 8 mile
this ain’t the movie where the white man [?]
i’ll pull up in that white man benz
i know what to do, how to get to some money
i talk to my white man friends
mama i got me some fans in france
“i love you” that’s what they sayin’ in france
i love you bae, i love all of you
i done spent bands, i got me some pants from france
you [?] yo diamonds are dancin’
[chorus]
(the real child of drama)
(ay, nah for*, nah forreal)
ay
i’m tired, i’m working my ass off
i’m tired, i’m sick so i sip ’til my last cough
pop perc, imma blast off
i pop me a jiggy, get jiggy then go meet with jigga
(nah forreal)

[verse 2]
b*tch wanna be on a rich […]
grew up, knew i was gonna be handsome and wealthy
i’m getting rich, trynna do sh*t stealthy
lot of b*tches, told the b*tch quit sneakin’
tell the b*tch don’t post no selfies
all them […] wanna f*ck, just creepin’
ho, you don’t want drama to tweet
don’t give drama a reason to tweet then
[?]
i guess f*cking with drama is not for the weak
she only with me for the weekend
she listen to too much sza
i drop the eight on the weekend
i drew the picture with freehand
i drop the b*tch, then i went drop the [?]
i’m pluto, i’m future, free bands
gang came up off free bands
can’t even beef with a […] how i want to
f*ck […] can’t show three bands
somebody get em, like “who mans?”
somebody get em, who mans is this?
[chorus]
(the real child of drama)
(nah forreal)
ay
i’m tired, i’m working my ass off
i’m tired, i’m sick so i sip ’til my last cough
pop perc, imma blast off
i pop me a jiggy, get jiggy then go meet with jigga
(the real child of drama)

[outro]
(ay, nah for*)
cuz went down for a takedown
cuz already thinkin’ bout droppin’ a tape now
i was thinking this 8 mile

- amaad lyrics

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