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lirik lagu hit em up – omenxiii

i can’t lose my motivation
i been workin on my patience
i been workin while they playin
still off these drugs until the days end

a lot of blood that i was born in
my tears showed me just how i feel and what’s important
still in these streets, feels like i’m sworn in
still in yo city when i’m tourin

hit em up, hit em up, hit em up, go
sippin on liquor, and i’m smokin on dope
strangers been watchin me, what do they know?
black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad b-tches, put em in a 4 door
hit up my line got them drugs for the low
got beef with my set then we kickin in doors
we be ridin round fast, but we rollin up slow

b-tch i was broke, now adays not settlin
connect all the dots, then we movin round your middleman
pull up, we trappin, you know we can’t let em in
ran up a bag i could feel the adrenaline

it’s like i got patches, but ain’t got no letterman
i know they see me, they don’t wanna let me in.poole
you know the truth, but it’s lies that you tellin me
i work too hard, i cannot catch a felony

how you gon cook when you don’t got the recipe?
we got the secret sauce, you not impressin me
im in the streets, i might be til i rest in peace
f-ck what you think b-tch, so f-ck what you tellin me

stacking up these racks, throw em all get em back
b-tch i live my f-ckin life, why you worried bout that?
hit up my plug he gon drop off a bag
payment up front, we don’t need no advance

labels hit me cuz they need my advice
still independent, i earned all my stripes
ive seen the world, what i saw wasn’t nice
i’ve seen people switch-up on friends for a price

i’ve seen business fall through for minimal payments
don’t hit my plug for no minimal weight
i’ve seen b-tches naked before the first date
they waste no time but i still got the patience

hit em up, hit em up, up go
sippin on liquor, and i’m smokin on dope
strangers been watchin me, what do they know?
black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad b-tches, put em in a 4 door
hit up my line got them drugs for the low
got beef with my set then we kickin in doors
we be ridin round fast, but we rollin up slow

pull up and i’m f-ckin on a bad bad b-tch
pullin off with a bag they got mad mad quick
i’m online poppin them tags tags quick
throwin all that cash, get it back back quick

some people love me, and some people hate me
some b-tches f-ck me, and some wanna date me
smokin and sippin on something, i’m faded
i came from nothing, from nothing i made it

a lot of blood that i was born in
my tears showed me just how i feel and what’s important
still in these streets, feels like i’m sworn in
still in yo city when i’m tourin

hit em up, hit em up, hit em up go
sippin on liquor, and i’m smokin on dope
strangers been watchin me, what do they know?
black on black clothes from my head to my toes

3 bad b-tches, put em in a 4 door
hit up my line got them drugs for the low
got beef with my set then we kickin in doors
we be ridin round fast, but we rollin up slow

hit em up

- omenxiii

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