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please - natstar lyrics

i swear to god
this got me f*cked up
hold up

uh, please
pray to god, stay blessed with that paper, lord, please
told my dawgs i stopped hitting trees, they like, “n*gga, please”
stay humble when you on your come up
you see all these women, please chill, go put your gun up
sh*t from the beginning, hustle sundown to the sun up
you took advantage this season, i’m back for my one up
pre nicki maga, i’m back, i’m a monster

reading that ass, i attack, i’m among you
pleading, you ask for a chance to explain on your knees
like jigga, we past kneeling, i’ll leave you with that feeling
can’t go back unless we retroacting my chili
ain’t no back to beginning on my clinton after that billy
operation got too many leaks like hillary
i stopped trusting and go load up my artillery
just me and my b*tch the only one that’s feeling me
‘fore i tell a n*gga please, i’ll let a lame come k!ll me

amphetamines, put down the stems for stimulus
that’s better reasons, that and for leverage every season
what’s best for me?
been through a lot of sh*t on to better things
let ’em breathe, selective n*ggas’ll do whatever’s needed
on the floor, slept on that air mattress, that’s from a king
sh*t, i ain’t trip
know who i am, n*gga, came from a king
sh*t, i know my worth
ain’t going back and forth, n*gga, i’m not a swing
put that on my g’s, man, i do this sh*t with ease
n*gga, please
pray to god, stay blessed with that paper, lord, please
told my dogs i stopped hitting trees, they like, “n*gga, please”
stay humble when you on your come up
you see all these women, please chill, go put your gun up
sh*t from the beginning, hustle sundown to the sun up
you took advantage this season, i’m back for my one up
pre nicki maga, i’m back, i’m a monster

begging for mercy, you dead, you can’t hurt me
you dare to usurp me, you dead if you curve me
n*ggas would beg for the work, now they swear that they perfect
gave you bread on your worst day, i swear on this verse
now sh*t’s dead in reverse, you would swear it’s your birthday
lose my leg ‘fore i run away from my issues, i choose to stand
tall in this b*tch, strong on my two and ten
sleep, i constantly lose, yet i do it again
beats, i’m back on the boards, had to prove it again

sh*t’s crazy, i couldn’t even get recognition
from n*ggas i collab with, rap producer rather choosing a trend
got features but never feature with them
what up, capo? i owe you one, that’s for uneek and ’em
i used to trip about n*ggas sleeping
then i remembered i ain’t into beefing
just me and my b*tch and what we into sleeping in
priorities different, get back to the mission
from the back to he mission
that n*gga nat is too gifted, we back in this sh*t
ain’t asking permission, i spazz and i pivot
never asking for much, sh*t just after the digits
you too after the b*tches
pleasing the p*ssies, your master’s ridiculous
yet won’t ask for conditions
you just slide in it
you pull your piece out, she grab and hop on the sh*t start riding
you pleading without saying please to it prior to
all that time wasted, no reason you can’t get admired to

getting this money
lord, please forgive me
we addicted to something
never missing a moment
never missing a moment
please
please
we addicted to something

- natstar lyrics

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