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i digg it - crybaby cash lyrics

[verse 1]
i don’t never drop no tears
tell me what’s the big idea?
who the f*ck is up in here?
i don’t think these n*ggas real
big booty hit it from the rear
he a b*tch just like madea
essential it’s god i fear
i put viv’ westwood in ear
can you speak up, i ain’t hear
n*ggas got a whole lot of sh*t to say when i ain’t here
i talk that real sh*t, strike a nerve it make you catch a chill
you only feel like superman because you popped a pill
i’m watching rain drops race down and touch the windowsill
what the f*ck you know about droppin’ farmland tryna go catch a k!ll?
yeah, yeah, uh*huh
i’m tryna keep my thoughts to myself cause i know they ain’t ready
don’t try to point that finger, we supposed to grow together
why would i try to break it down if i know you know better?
you wanna smoke, you break it down cause you know you roll better
bae you know trauma and that alcohol don’t go together
when you sendin’ paragraphs, you probably should’ve wrote a letter
i probably could’ve stayed with* but i didn’t wanna settle
i’m whipping fast sh*t and gon’ make my feet go meet the pedal
don’t start assuming all that bullsh*t, bae you know me better
[hook]
ooh, come on
don’t keep that sh*t to yourself
cause bae you know i could tell
when you not being yourself, oh
don’t hit me below the belt
talking ’bout sh*t that we left up in the past, that ain’t real
ooh, mm*mm
i dig it, i dig it, i dig it
but i could dig it, i dig it, i dig it
but i could dig it, i dig it, i

[verse 2]
fast forward, transport, 24, no passport
hopped in a fast car, i done hopped in my jansport
and sometimes i look in the mirror and i don’t recognize
who the f*ck this is, i just don’t know that guy
i got two kids and i don’t got a wife
i got two baby moms
and a lot of sh*t weighing on my mind
i’m tryna stop jugging, make money online
but it’s so hard, cause i
don’t know nothing but sending a package
and checking the tracking
i know i show my passions, but i shouldn’t have to, uh
you should pay attention if you really love me, uh
it’s some n*ggas in the streets still owe me money
wipe that smile off your face, baby ’cause ain’t sh*t funny
do you love what i do for you, or do you love me?
would anybody else come through for you like i did?
[hook]
ooh, come on
don’t keep that sh*t to yourself
cause bae you know i could tell
when you not being yourself, oh
don’t hit me below the belt
talking ’bout sh*t that we left up in the past, that ain’t real
ooh, mm*mm
i dig it, i dig it, i dig it
but i could dig it, i dig it, i dig it
but i could dig it, i dig it, i

- crybaby cash lyrics

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